With foreign names, valet the range
What came over me next was a fit of rage.
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,
She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say
Methamphetamine fuelled rage killed four today
Ive been livin with rage
And i doubt that ever change
Life offers nothing, so i’m just spitting this rage,
I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age
1-900-wale, nigga keep the change
Get off the stage, let him cough a rage
Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page
Will only fuel my infatuate rage
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