Miss The Rage

Miss The Rage By [BRAKETZ] They like Stevie, they can’t see me You ain’t me, cuz you ain’t with me They wan’ be me, I’m in that ‘Ghini You can’t play me, cuz you ain’t feel me They like Stevie, they can’t see me You ain’t me, cuz you ain’t with me They wan’ be me, I’m in that ‘Ghini You can’t play me, cuz you ain’t feel me I see one thing I wanna make, it’s guap I see one thing I wanna make, it’s guap You think you talk up to me, get popped You think you walk up on me, get dropped Yeah, this is rage, I feel it, ain’t done it in a while Probably the last time I did was Sorry, that’s a mile You acting mild, you so fake Looking chased, you always chaffed Piss you off, you suffer with pain Make it rain, take the blame, take the shame Miss the rage, woah, hol’ up Just listen to Miss The Rage Babysitter, little critter, went to Finland, I was in Italy Kill joy bricks, killed yo brims Miss the rage, with the shifts Ripple affect, virus with the dip Make him plead the fifth They like Stevie, they can’t see me You ain’t me, cuz you ain’t with me They wan’ be me, I’m in that ‘Ghini You can’t play me, cuz you ain’t feel me They like Stevie, they can’t see me You ain’t me, cuz you ain’t with me They wan’ be me, I’m in that ‘Ghini You can’t play me, cuz you ain’t feel me Went over your head Take you to bed, tired baby I don’t front with Kekes They are Fefes, they like freebies Let’s squeeze, make some cheese I see one thing I wanna make, it’s guap I see one thing I wanna make, it’s guap Tool in the shed, great, mud fun, try to play Damn I miss the rage, I kill the plays I kiss the rage, I test the place Omg I miss the rage! They like Stevie, they can’t see me You ain’t me, cuz you ain’t with me They wan’ be me, I’m in that ‘Ghini You can’t play me, cuz you ain’t feel me They like Stevie, they can’t see me You ain’t me, cuz you ain’t with me They wan’ be me, I’m in that ‘Ghini You can’t play me, cuz you ain’t feel me