Wrath

It's in those eyes of yours
Nothing wrong with a man taking pleasure in his work

This is how the streets'll defeat you
They say that money talks but then when it speak it's deceitful
You know some thieves got receipts too
Why waste a couple thousand on fancy shirts you can bleed through?
My hands be hurt when I beat you
On the street you couldn't work for McDonald's, that shit beneath you
But in prison mop the chair for a dollar, this shit is lethal
Too cerebral for you average thinkers
Try to invade my home but couldn't get past the sprinklers
Stay afloat, they have to sink us

Look past your blinkеrs when you ride for me
That's rеal shit
I went to war and survived because others died for me
Lie to me? That'd be your worst offense
Earth to friends
Murder made me nervous on my first attempt, I worked again
How I rest in peace when all my peace lost?
No remorse, a lion can't be concerned with all of you sheep's thoughts
I breed sharks, drown in a pool of blood to pursue a grudge
The line's blurred between who you hating and who you love

Vengeance, rage, revenge, wrath
You gon' feel the brunt of this pain when blockin' my path
Feel this fury (fury), hate (hate), anger (anger), wrath (wrath)
Heroes don't exist when it's time for villains to clash
Feel this vengeance (vengeance)
Rage (rage), revenge (revenge), wrath (wrath)
You gon' feel the brunt of this pain when blockin' my path
Feel this fury (fury), hate (hate), anger (anger), wrath (wrath)
Heroes don't exist when it's time for villains to clash

He wants you to shoot him
No, no, you tell me that it's not true
Become vengeance
Don't lie, you tell me
Become wrath
Tell me she's all right

My diction is clean so I never have to stutter
Flashy colors, vision is gritty, just like the Safdie brothers
Nasty gutters, nothing was promised, we barely had each other
Ashy mothers borrowin' dollars, fillin' up half the cupboards
Pass the covers, cold as the North Pole for these lost souls
Lord knows it's all in the family, nothing like Sally Struthers
Daddy grudges, could've been out this ghetto that's had he loved us
Died of a horrible sickness, shit, look, I'm glad he suffered

Chatty suckers, gossipin', now they zone in a randy
In '95 was live, had the cordless phone in the Camry
Assault your nose with the candy
Should never judge a predator preyin' on
Food as long as he brought it home to his family
I brought the chrome for you trannies
That's what I call a switch-sider
Corny niggas disguised as hustlers and brick buyers
Forget priors, I'ma be richer doing this stand-up nigga shit
Don't slit your wrist, I ain't finished torturing liars

Vengeance, rage, revenge, wrath
You gon' feel the brunt of this pain when blockin' my path
Feel this fury (fury), hate (hate), anger (anger), wrath (wrath)
Heroes don't exist when it's time for villains to clash
Feel this vengeance (vengeance)
Rage (rage), revenge (revenge), wrath (wrath)
You gon' feel the brunt of this pain when blockin' my path
Feel this fury (fury), hate (hate), anger (anger), wrath (wrath)
Heroes don't exist when it's time for villains to clash

I won't deny my own personal desire
To turn each sin against the sinner
Wait a minute, I thought that all you did was kill innocent people
Innocent? Is that supposed to be funny?



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Writer(s): Randy Jay Nicholls, Lucas Muniz
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