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fran tik - rampage lyrics

[intro: og riffs]
i shoulda warned ya
look at ya now
attached to the bed, strapped to life support
(haha)

[verse 1: og riffs]
i really think it’s time for you to back off
get your back snapped in half and head hacked off
stop the bad talk, you just really act soft
nothin’ but smack talk until the beat cast off
next thing i know, i got five-oh, with the grip over some snitch who started sh-t he couldn’t live with
somebody, please give me a reason to holster the eagle, ’cause i really need some, before i’m meetin’ these people
channel’s gettin’ dark, the storm’s comin’, the lord summon, take the cries of men straight outta my voice drummin’
and more’s comin’ i won’t stop
until the four hors-m-n stumble, and the doors to h-ll crumble
and then surface the worst version of play
a man in a dark mask emerges with a body bag
build with the dreams in hope of a fake soldier
you asked for war dogg, the weight’s over

[hook: og riffs]
i’ma k!ll her on a rampage
from the streets to the d-mn stage
i’m livin’ in a fan’s rage
i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a godd-mn rampage

i’ma k!ll her on a rampage
from the streets to the d-mn stage
i’m livin’ in a fan’s rage
i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a godd-mn rampage

[verse 2: og riffs]
i’m feelin’ good, i’m feelin’ great
f-ck these fakes
pump your breaks
before i do’m the case
river tags, zipper bags, flip through mags and little f-gs
sittin’ on my dinner plate, hopin’ tryna imitate
but i ain’t paid for my music, that’s why i’m gettin’ annoyed
sick of always havin’ to fill a void
left by the new age and now i’m on a crusade
murking every fallen star off course who strayed
i’m fired up like a flame-thrower peel the bar, until your grief blows i escort you and cause concern
crush beats quicker than the mccain’s did
complicate and rock a base when i ain’t depended it
focus my vocal notes, so holdin’ my own
form gold with the bars i throw cold stone as a chrome
two to the dome overthrowin’ your throne
you get stored, with the bones, grave-yard home

[hook: og riffs]
i’ma k!ll her on a rampage
from the streets to the d-mn stage
i’m livin’ in a fan’s rage
i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a godd-mn rampage

i’ma k!ll her on a rampage
from the streets to the d-mn stage
i’m livin’ in a fan’s rage
i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a, i’ma k!ll her on a godd-mn rampage

[verse 3: og riffs]
ready to blow, explosive dialect
hide a tech, ’cause the seven necks know i don’t threats

- fran tik lyrics

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