Rage

(feat. Asop , Eligh , The Grouch)

[Grouch:]

Every man's blood boils

When turmoil or life foils his plans

I've soiled my hands puttin' work in

Tryna keep from hurtin', cuz fools be irkin' the **** outta me

Now what do I gotta be, the epitome of nice?

Biterally precise when I talk

And assuming when I walk I never let the chip show

Cuz people try and push it and they wanna test my wits

So, I'm defensive, intense with my brain waves

And that's offensive, I sense so the pain stays close

Most don't depressurize

When I've had it up to where you can see it in my eyes

Realize there's no sanity

Hella profanity and a sort fuse to light

I snort and use the mic like a weapon

Effectin' any section I step in

Got 'em checkin' for the vibe that I'm protectin'

[Asop:]

Who takes the time to look around?

That which surrounds makes the sound of compromise

Damn, they try to size up to such plateau's they'll never touch

Always talkin' about nothin', when you catch 'em, they always hush

Not much to be said, not enough to be heard when the words become absurd

When a voice of a gangsta starts to emanate from the 'burbs

Now anybody, everybody can try to rock a party

With that bump in your trunk, always drunk with your motions

With no devotion, collects an ocean of funds

In the worst way, idiots they stay this way

Me hella 'noid like a homophobic stuck in the middle of a gay parade

With no way to escape the confines of one's mind

A mental prison, a prism of thought

A crystalis of anger created by the action of strangers

A dangerous way to live your life the these days

Thinkin' he hella fresh though

A male emcee acting like a le****o

Making one's life so stressful

That's why I escape with these with the ease of a hiatus in Fresno

[PSC:]

A rusty nail in the foot

A cavity in the tooth

My threshold, the pressure build up, to me I'm aloof

And no proof of a cracking point

Mood swings like primates

Gorilla in the mist type range, I see all states

I King Kong ****t, rip down the house structure

Like Empire State, the power will surely crush you

As a pun on a radio edit, or nasty soda

I'm colder in the heart when the camel back breaks

No one seen the true beast, release him and danger follows

Like sequels to horror flicks, there's no tomorrow

No sun will come out, no Annie, no Daddy Warbucks

The Hard Knock Life begins when tempers flare up

An enemy will show no mercy, take it from Percy

And stop at No Limit until the bull****t's ended

[Eligh:]

Rage, trapped in a cage

Wrapped in a page, you never change

Severed off from the vain

Not enough blood to complain

Rage enters the brain

Now it's a pain you can't maintain

Leaving friend****ps slain, always the other one to blame

Never to be the same, rage is just a game played

To someone less it runs deep on an unseen plain

Peep the problems of the average man when he's insane

Losing personality replaced by the devil's frame

Madness, uncanny love for the fact his life is lived in sadness

Can't handle the Silence so The Lambs get reprimanded

For the underhanded, underkept raging thunderclap

You're wondering "What's that?"

It's the wrath of rage-aholics, ah...

[BFAP:]

People playing games with my mind

Playing games every time that I find

Confined to a world, disillusion mind

I'm losing my patience, losing time

Wasting my patience, you wasting time

Not facing who you are

Enraged in cages, enslaved in graves

We lay, relay, we play

Beating on drums till the warrior battle comes

Native son chasing the moon in smoke filled rooms

Chasing hell to it's doom, boom

Like losing a check on payday

Holding a grip, it's stressful

It's not your fault, it never is

Whatever, I watch the fake, clever moves you make

Earthquake, alcohol makes a fire go crazy

Till where nothing can faze me