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young wicked - rage lyrics

if you like “don’t n0body want the real sh-t” they had me living with lies
everyone just wanna party and i’m probably k!lling the vibe
they just wanna hear about b-tches and blinging but that sh-t just ain’t on my mind
unlock the door to my vision, why don’t you come step inside

[verse 1]
look please be advised
we be them guys
come at me wrong and you meet your demise
i’m swervin’ the whip with the reaper inside if you looking for chaos come peek at my life
we on the grind
we spit the rhymes
i got the door they all peeking behind
play my new sh-t and the speaker ignite
compet-tion i just leave them behind like bye b-tch better hide b-tch when i ride with 5,6 (?)
gripping ice picks might just victimize this p-ssy motherf-cker triflin’ when he dry snitch finna die quick
i’ve been a villain with it right from the go
might catch a body then i might dig a hole
leave the body laying like food for the bug
everyone i met they knew i never gave a f-ck (i’m gone)
th-th-th-th-this is the young wicked mixtape volume 2 blarghh

[verse 2]
mentally i’m gone ain’t no empathy in my heart
i was meant to bring them back with me and grab your neck and squeeze like pythons
i ain’t got time for these rappers cause all that they after is comments and likes on their pages
and they be so f-cked up off codeine and xanax i can’t even catch what they saying
hold up, sit down you ain’t sh-t clown better b-tch down, spit rounds when the clique round
spin a b-tch round, six found in the ditch now when the sticks down, (?)
better watch whats coming out of your big mouth
anybody hating it they need a d-ck now
i don’t really know if ima even stick ’round
being real something you ain’t ever been bout
murder when i’m in the booth
murder when i’m on the stage
murder while murder my message i bring to the youth the greatest advantage is (rage)
ayy, f-ck the system, f-ck opinions f-ck being quiet ima make them listen
i’m a dangerous whisper with an anger issue
and i came from the mud where there ain’t no issues
i can’t just standby idly while all of these f-ckers are trying me
they wanna talk big sh-t on my ig then take it back when they go message me privately
maybe i got too much pride in me
maybe i need to get back on the vicodin all of the pain and the pressure of knowing you’ll never acknowledge the level of shine in me
i don’t give a f-ck (hey)
really i don’t give a f-ck
i got a couple dead rappers off in the trunk but you been a front, you ain’t did enough
come close to the legacy i’m giving them so keep your motherf-ckin’ mouth shut, about us you a k!ller in your house but every time i come around and your mouths up (squeak)
how in the h-ll were you dying when you knew the album was gonna be done right
i put up walls around all my emotions to make sure my sanitys trump tight
battling me when you whack and you weak is like bringing a knife to a gun fight
my enemies crashing while ima be laughing and laying out basking in sunlight
f-cking right hoe!
but what would i know
i’ve been doin’ this my whole f-cking life so
if i were you i really wouldn’t really trust a psycho
i got all my neighbors out clutching bibles, praying for me yes praying on me finna be really be lit like a f-ckin’ pyro-
maniac, my brain ain’t in tact i maintain the fact that i just might go
mad on the beat – spaz on the beat
bringing the money i get the bag on the beat
rockin’ the b-tton up with the plaid on the beat
getting me something they never had on the beat
something incredible make a man wanna risk
everything in him put all he had in this sh-t
mne family when i stand with the clique, running circles around them they couldn’t handle the kid
ha ha ha

(this is a young wicked production)
circles around them they couldn’t handle the kid
circles around them they couldn’t handle the kid
rage
rage

- young wicked lyrics

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