mr vegas rap - rage (diss) lyrics
yo ive had it wit u f-ggots.
im completly letting loose on this track
its rage
b-tch ive had enough of this sh-t
im still gon spit
what u though i would quit?
nah not till u pr-cks grow a d-ck
u wouldnt get paid to spit for a spick
ima sh-t on your clique
but yo im a f-ckin butcher
so ill beat u like meat
and ill eat any beef
that u give me but i dont wanna fist fight
i like to fight verbally
u might of heard of me
raps so tight; it might murder t-
master jk hes my dude
but ur -ss might be in a cast
faster than a b-st-rd that
asked ya to kick his -ss uh
im a f-ck these haters up
like i put em in a cup and
sucked em up my b-tt lung
but um.. my skills imcreased 10-fold
im in glen cove
the goose warm but the hens cold
ya ive been bold so
f-ck u barbies, welcome to ken’s world
caprot ur a f-ggot
but there is no beef, we dont have it
anymore but sure
imma little p-ssed off still
so i got ur coffin built
for when i get a gun son
u gon run from me
to the dungeon b
ur a c-nt hun see,
u aint gotta front fo me
just smoke yo blunt homie
then jump 4 feet
i dont even know
what im sayin if it flow,
but im sure
im known for miles
and lifestile’s igght
but k murdah’s
unheard of
thats something im sure of
yes there no compit-ton cuz ill smoke u like a bong
hit it once then im gone
to make the car shake
before the dawn break
half of yall are fake
so why the f-ck do yall hate?
you aint go no b-lls k (murdah)
i can do this all day
rap makes u hard b-tch
ur r-t-rded
i lit this fire, u didnt even wanna start it
ur f-ckin gay regardless
u probably wouldnt call this
a diss but b-tch
(chorus)
this is it
i just wont quit
till i completly sh-t
on you f-ggots
this is my rage on u maggots
talk bout skill when u dont have it
f-ck u, im done, ive f-ckin had it
u fake rappers p-ss me off
yall like f-ckin p-ssy soft
this is for u f-gs
when u rat
dont approach me
this is for you f-cks when u die
im encroaching
go head and run yo mouth
you lookin like a b-tch
ur a coward
u aint sh-t
suck a d-ck
and just remember i aint stoppin for nothing
made it from nothing to somethin
im b-mpin to this sh-t
im commin to slit cl-ts
listen to this quickness
f-ck b-tches till im d-ckless
yo blood is my drug
so im killing tracks
every chance i get
to advance the bet
took a stance and yet
im still obsorbing blows
like im bullet proof
i eat sh-t like im fat
and i spit on your cat
got a kit wit a gat
like a b-tch when i spat
ur a snitch andd a f-g
dig a ditch wit a rag
im just shiitin on every fake rapper
got more than a page of hatred
caged into me
this isnt a phase
this rage will sting for days
i cant get no plays
cuz this is “just too offensive”
not to k murdah, cuz he cnt comprehend it
stop being so defensive
b-tch ur sh-ts wack
so sit back
while i click clack
on u f-ckin tick tack
u should quit rap cuz
u spit cr-p
u heads like an alluminum can
i can put another dent in wit my hand
godd-mn
u gotta get some friends
even lifestile’s sh-ttin on you man
thats when u know
u gotta grow a d-ck
ur f-ckin weak
u cant even throw a brick
im done with ur sh-t
just go play with your cl-t
(chorus)
this is it
i just wont quit
till i completly sh-t
on you f-ggots
this is my rage on u maggots
talk bout skill when u dont have it
f-ck u, im done, ive f-ckin had it
u might think im done
but ive really just begun
i like doin this, cuz i think its fun
to return the hate
that was gave to me
its built up inside
i just cant abide
the fact that id
been lied to
and backstabbed
by my best friend
i was like ur yes-man
i gave u my best and
what i dont understand man
is u helped me up when i was hurt
now u throw me in the dirt
leaving blood stained on my shirt
so u just ditch me
like a b-tch b?
to you i may be a pipsqueak
but my sh-ts deep
u f-ckin spit weak
if u ever diss me
u might as well let blaze
take a steamin sh-t on ur face
thats what its like when i rage
like a bull from a cage
i get better as i age
time to turn the page
u queers stand still when i rap
i got every skill that u lack
the fact im killin these track
is wack im still in the back
of that, but leading the pack
ur fat
like the bills that i stack
im back on it
like im half stoned it
aint bad for me
to keep takin u sh-t
than makin iinto a f-ckin hit
got the game on lock
the pain wont stop
till im framed and cops
arrest me for molesting
these tracks
im geussing the best thing
was back
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