
RAMPAGE 8corpses
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[Chorus]
Fuck out my way or I’m Wesley Snipes
I'm on a rampage, middle fingers in yo fuckin face
Way too many dumb ass mothafuckas nowadays
Confidently have nothing valuable to say
Fuck out my way or I’m Wesley Snipes
I'm on a rampage, middle fingers in yo fuckin face
Way too many dumb ass mothafuckas nowadays
Confidently have nothing valuable to say
[Verse 1]
A mass shooting isn’t noble, go murk a pedophile
Punch the smile right up off their fucking face
Wanna rip the skull right up out their frame
My heart is not a Happy place, all I see is death
At the tail end like a license plate
I got people hoping I don’t see the nеxt day
Gone through a campaign of hella pain
It doesn’t always pour whеn it rains
But I’m tryna make steps, so I can change
Too many fake fucks, too many fakes
Way too many people I pray burn at the stake
Cognitive dissonance is running rampant
Fuck an influencer, I’ll turn em inanimate
Shoving a camera up in innocent peoples personal space
Acting like what you’re doing is the second coming of a holy name
Parasites and you are basically the same
But you’re just a bitch, tryna do it for fame
Fuck out my way or I’m Wesley Snipes
I'm on a rampage, middle fingers in yo fuckin face
Way too many dumb ass mothafuckas nowadays
Confidently have nothing valuable to say
Fuck out my way or I’m Wesley Snipes
I'm on a rampage, middle fingers in yo fuckin face
Way too many dumb ass mothafuckas nowadays
Confidently have nothing valuable to say
[Verse 1]
A mass shooting isn’t noble, go murk a pedophile
Punch the smile right up off their fucking face
Wanna rip the skull right up out their frame
My heart is not a Happy place, all I see is death
At the tail end like a license plate
I got people hoping I don’t see the nеxt day
Gone through a campaign of hella pain
It doesn’t always pour whеn it rains
But I’m tryna make steps, so I can change
Too many fake fucks, too many fakes
Way too many people I pray burn at the stake
Cognitive dissonance is running rampant
Fuck an influencer, I’ll turn em inanimate
Shoving a camera up in innocent peoples personal space
Acting like what you’re doing is the second coming of a holy name
Parasites and you are basically the same
But you’re just a bitch, tryna do it for fame
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