Rage (im not the one so don't try me )
Rage (im not the one so don't try me )
This is rage bitch I'm on the page ya life is hanging from a line but you best be aware cuz that line is on a line and these lines are both paper thin ...I'm a shoe in bitch u boutta be a soul out..I spew for the perishing you spit for the sold out...I enlighten them hearers and them listeners, the home is open yet i never welcome these visitors my persuana is significant I'm my own god...I am a God as Kanye said we have our own rights even thou u dead try to talk shit queen of hearts off with your head....I watch heads roll thou mine isn't on straight my rage so violent its like u watching the hulk break loose on a live tap.....I tap out as u black out...figure it out...I ain't got no time for this yet I got all the time in the world....I never quit cuz I gave up on quitting....shit im out
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