Spit my rage In your face Spit my rage Cut back down to size Lost in your own lies I'll spit - spit my fucking rage In your face Spit my rage In
Spit my rage In your face Spit my rage Cut back down to size Lost in your own lies I'll spit - spit my fucking rage In your face Spit my rage In your
in the cut While crowd round up Rage, rock, roll, fight Brawl, fall, rumble Rage, rock, roll, fight Brawl, fall, rumble Aiyyo yo, I spit bars Travellin
from your nocturnal vigil-- 'Davey Jones' the time has come. Send spitting fires and roaring thunder--instigate Poseidon's wrath, Unleash the terrors
inside i'm the rage that drives to kill, my thrill for death i can't deny i am agony, your fear and pain is my obsession i'm the prince of anarchy, you
my ink strike the paper Its the trilogy of terror, don't step outside your area Heavy verses cause curses, and worsens Some'll search this, while my crew
In this life or death game Maintain my cool though My heart's like an engine You had your turn now it's time for mine, Revenge and Rage controls my body
my songs got worse and my money ran out and so did all my good time friends And there was no doubt I was nothing without my sure hit songwriter pen So
it up for Lent All the places I went just to pay my rent Used to keep me bent on a ritual daily Cock my hammer, spit a Comet like Haley I'll buck a three
on a saddle, he don't know a missile from a gavel, Para terror troopin flippin loops of death upon innocent flesh, but I'm, Back in the cipher my foes
for lent All the places I went just to pay my rent Used to keep me bent, on a ritual daily Cock my hammer, spit a comet like haley I'll buck a three-
for Lent All the places I went just to pay my rent Used to keep me bent, on a ritual daily Cock my hammer, spit a Comet like Haley I'll buck a three-
game over Ayatollah, high roller nine totter Mind controller, 2009 time folder My coalition, bring the demolition Wu-blade decision, slate the competition, wit no intermission Spittin
So my songs got worse and my money ran out and so did all my so-called friends And there was no doubt I was nothing without my long-lost sure hit songwriter
