Rage Page - David Biga, Chip Tha Ripper

The inner fill with rage

Hit the page

Then the page hit face

Baby learn the name

The flow

Leave it rearranged

Introduced to pain

Looking down to aim

The kids got range

Whip bang

God damn

What you really trying to say

Wait here

Whoa lord

Oh Nelly

When she comes around

She begs to be bellied

When you’re this smooth

Each step is like a wheelie

They all blame me cause

I make their girl get silly

Switch and sue me

Bobby Boucher

Except with kool-aid

Who they?

Who cares cause they flakes

Who me?

So baked

Frito Lay

Today

Is good day

Welcome to the boss round

Come n bounce now

It’s bound to go down

Hit towns

Downtown

What now

Switch sounds

Leave it all up in the air

All this work means

No complaints over here

It must be hard to bare

Sit there and stare

The rage fill air

Aye

Whatchu need?

Aye there’s a fee

Aye I am me

Aye I am free

Rage I am free

Rage I am free

I have so much rage

It fills my soul

When I speak these words

My soul just lets it go

Went Whippin

Tinted tripping

Smoking

I’m focused

You popping?

I ain’t noticed

I seen a lot of bogus

Can’t fit in my partner lotus

I’m driving like I’m angry

Niggas better not try n play me

Valet my Mercedes

Hop with some project babies

Valet my Mercedes

Hop out and you gots to pay me

Shopping

Big popping

My niggas ain’t never stopped rapping

Found out that I was Top Ramen

Now these hoes don’t ever stop slobbing

Foreign

Touring

Hope these hoes ain’t boring

Hope they know I’m scoring

Hope they know I’m scoring

Come to my section

Kept it flexing

Got that rose pouring

Come to my section got Patron

I got some Jose for em

Making statements on em

Bank statements on em

Pull up skating on em

Damn no wonder they hating on me

Don’t like me

I love it

Take your life and shove it

Ima try to be nice in public

Even though I came from a life of thuggin

Sit there and stare

The rage fill air

Aye

Whatchu need?

Aye there’s a fee

Aye I am me

Aye I am free

Rage I am free

Rage I am free

I have so much rage

It fills my soul

When I speak these words

My soul just lets it go

And then I go

Ricky Bobby

Skert!

Skert!

Burn the road

Bring the pulse

That’s soul

What cha know?

Let’s go

Let em know

We here to die

We’ll give our life

To Give it to your mind

We Savage

Outlandish

Eat ya face off

With good manners

Filleted like salmon

So sick call it famine

Get handled

Rocky meets Rambo

Bent to limbo

Turn a play to a digit

It’s really that simple

Girls wanna pole volt

I’ll bring the pole volt

Make em all drip sauce

Keep it in a slip lock

Flip it like Rick Ross

Get in it headlock

Baby whatcha name cause

Ima bring your name up

Name up

Directory

Income

That’s royalties

Money

Direct to me

Slab

A priority

Mines here

That’s Family

Rage in me

That Rest In Peace

Inner peace

The recipe

Shoutout Chip

For hearing me

Sit there and stare

The rage fill air

Aye

Whatchu need?

Aye there’s a fee

Aye I am me

Aye I am free

Rage I am free

Rage I am free

I have so much rage

It fills my soul

When I speak these words

My soul just lets it go