8corpses - RAMPAGE
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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 merk a PDF file
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
{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 2}
8corpses, who? Who the fuck is that?
You gave yourself tinnitus, tryna stunt on the internet
Took a gun and accidentally fired it
You’re pathetic, you’re an itis
How you make music, but the outcome is the opposite
I ain't needa use your name for clout
Never signed that NDA, so you scared of me now
I know your true colors, it’s quite unfortunate
I could drop the info at any given coordinate
I could end that career without sending you to heavens gate
You wouldn’t know a real homiem even if they waved in your face
Don’t hit me up, don’t ask me why
The ball is my court and you crossed the realest alive
To me that is music to my ears
They say not to hold grudges, but this is my souvenir
With what I know, I know that you live in fear
And that makes me smile from ear to ear
{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 merk a PDF file
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
{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 2}
8corpses, who? Who the fuck is that?
You gave yourself tinnitus, tryna stunt on the internet
Took a gun and accidentally fired it
You’re pathetic, you’re an itis
How you make music, but the outcome is the opposite
I ain't needa use your name for clout
Never signed that NDA, so you scared of me now
I know your true colors, it’s quite unfortunate
I could drop the info at any given coordinate
I could end that career without sending you to heavens gate
You wouldn’t know a real homiem even if they waved in your face
Don’t hit me up, don’t ask me why
The ball is my court and you crossed the realest alive
To me that is music to my ears
They say not to hold grudges, but this is my souvenir
With what I know, I know that you live in fear
And that makes me smile from ear to ear
