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gravity - rage lyrics

(f-ck ’em all, the world’s full of c-nts
so i’m seeing red, must be my time of the month)

[verse 1: gravity]
f-ck ’em all, the world’s full of c-nts
so i’m seeing red, must be my time of the month
look, when i b-tch and rant, they just sh-t their pants
and they fix a plan for when this switches off
so this the guy with a twitching eye
i’m twice the size, hyped with a kitchen knife
handed a bible to satan, and got handed an apr-n so i could try the pie in the sky, what (what)

so much p-ssing me off
just k!ll me now, f-ck all this k!lling me soft
before i go i’m causing world war three
havoc in the street, whether they listen or not
(what)
what the f-ck do you expect from me?
try my mind, times, when i step to wreck the street
and next a blow, n0body expecting me
they left a lead, technically, they set me free
(so)

f-ck it, yeah, stand to them
i got strength of a thousand men
let them clowns pretend
cause grav’ man gone mad again
and i can’t stand the stench of their mad house i left
no one’s ever gonna be sending me back there
taking me down with them, making the facts clear
i’m raving it out for now, i’m a down and out
and i’ll stand and shout “grav’ man’s back here”

so you best watch your front and watch your back
your useless fans won’t even move your hand
to you computer mouse, you stupid clown
i’ll shoot you down if you ever try move to mine
so f-ck everyone who hates my sh-t
f-ck them, f-ck you, and f-ck that b-tch
f-ck everyone ten times over
i’ve had enough suck my d-ck you f-cking pr-cks

(f-cking pr-cks)

(f-ck ’em, they wanna release the beast
like i’m not already looking for mc’s to feast)

[verse 2: gravity]
f-ck ’em, they wanna release the beast
like i’m not already looking for mc’s to feast
when my mind’s really bonkers, my mind really dumb
he’ll be landing a punch straight to the c-nt’s t–th
i’ll stomp your head off while f-cking your bird
straight up i’m f-cked while you’re there puffing the herb
i be k!lling the haters dead, hitting up raves again
try stop the strike but nothing could work
(so)

please don’t hype with grav’
i’ve got more fight and bite than a tiger has
if they really want to try and tick off, bringing me down
i’ll swing ’em round the sky more times than spider-man
it’s grav’ gravel, the big don savile
the big rick who’s so sick they won’t tackle
i want battles, but these punks won’t show
so watch me round up livestock like cattle

start showin’ them beefin’
shut your trap, grav’ the dumb bad man’s speakin’
leaving mc’s in the past
and spraying sicker than a deranged old nan with no t–th in
they wanted war so that’s what i gave ’em
pay them, f-ck ’em, face straight to the pavement
mention my name again, and i’ll take an aim
pump it off and leave their headtops vacant

if you hate rick, then rick hates you
if you take the mic then rick’s taking you
one chance to run son, best make a move
cause sick rick here is not just making tunes
i’ll come back like sp-nk on her spine
i write bars all night never watching the time
i’m the guy they tried to stop spitting my sh-t
hulk with a cold flow , not a bump in my lines

(f-ck ’em all, the world’s full of c-nts
so i’m seeing red, must be my time of the month
f-ck ’em, they wanna release the beast
like i’m not already looking for mc’s to feast)

f-ck ’em all, the world’s full of c-nts
so i’m seeing red, must be my time of the month, look
f-ck ’em, they wanna release the beast
like i’m not already looking for mc’s to feast
f-ck ’em all, the world’s full of c-nts
so i’m seeing red, must be my time of the month, look
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-f-f-f-f-ck ’em all
(f-ck ’em all)

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