Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
This Rap game
An illusion full of lies
Full of hood ties
Leading to many goodbyes
6 Feet under
Cuz an 8 bar hook
A 16 bar verse
Whishing I could reverse
Wishing more rap topics could inverse
Wishing the influentials could converse
Making millions and millions
Hurting so many kids
Riding their path to riches
Closing coffin lids
Pushing up daisies
I mean poppies
There's a war going on in these allies
Corrupt media don't ever cover this
Lost souls getting dropped
Reload that clip
The morgue be running out of toe tags
As these unlucky youth zipped up in them bags
Its just sad
They be reaching youth near and far
Rapping their lyrics like religious scholars
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
If only they knew
That these buffoons were constantly fronting too
If only they knew
That those goons were constantly lurking too
If only they knew
That they were lost souls too, just like you
If only they knew
That they were insecure too, just like you
But after decades of the same tricks
The man steady buying coons
To stock flip
While orchestrating mad black hypnosis
Showing us what we need
And what we lack
Pushing us to the lowest ranks
Using the industry to show us people like us
Counting stacks and many racks
As youth
Kill each other never-ending counterattacks
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies
Rage, Rage
The kids are dying from the lies