WRATH

Ladies and Gents
A special thanks to Get It Gang
Top of class
Honor roll
Whatchu think
From Rose City
Healthy as fuck
And trippin hoes
We the tribe if you didn't know
We tied up

(Vana)
I was airin' it out while aaron was runnin errands up
He taking his time with it
Been rough on my flow like
There's dust in the air ducts
I'm keepin it clean cuz my Ma feel it
YIPPEEKAYAY IN THE MOSHPIT
I'm taking out the hook like Rufio and Pan
Bro went off on some fly shit but neverland
Pick me up endorse me like
Vana you the man
I see sharks from their dorsal fin
Comin out for you again
Nah how you sayin that they aint gon use them hands
Consult the bands
I can attest cuz I'm an artisan
Callus course like desert sand
I support that course as if
Classes collectin collagen
Stampin and I'm steppin, gon' make a stand
A bigger bloke with a blessing
Gon make em bitches bent
That blue collar ain't common no more
Like comic sans
How you comin at the commas
With no common sense

(Jayden The Hero)
I'd paint a picture
But they bought the rest
Now I spit verses
More than they draw a breath
No one tells you
Who to eat your bread with
A friend of yours is a friend of mine
I ain't seen a quicker death
I've no composure here
I need to be direct
Its Get It Gang lil punk
Go and get it off yo chest
This is grounds to air it out
But you gotta keep your head

(Wise guy)
I'm stayin out the way
They gotcha in their sitelines
Wise guys gon switch colors
Be rockin the tie dye
Big palette getchu brushed to the side like
Contractors who paint houses
Getchu Bye Bye

(Jayden The Hero)
I'm just fuckin round been flexin lecture
Mufuckas play Godfather
Pick the wrong direction
Yo ex fuck yo best friend to get half yo pressure
I cheated but she chose to
Pass herself around the fellas
I ain't one to take that proudly
I've been better
I woke that bitch up
Sound asleep in the mirror
50 On A Pack means
You meet me in the middle
Say you ain't got enemies but
How you gon belittle
I ain't be little
I be tall but there's someone bigger
Trust someone else to do the most
I could never
Don't ever let em getchu screwed
Keep hold of the hammer
Word to J.I.D
It be M.O.M

(Vana through ego death)
I tell ya I'd be more to love
If I ain't like them other kids
Nah
They say they got that fire
and watch it set ablaze
But who gon harness it
And hold it like a hand grenade
Blow me to my grave
Nah i had to say it
Try to cut me off at my motion
I been stuck in retrograde
I'm told this alignment was heaven sent
But some who wait in line
Are gone before they have a breath
Whose to say i deserve in this energy
I'd flow with ease
But somehow I lost my elegance
But fuck it we gon get this shit
So fuck it we gon get it bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Jayden Tehero
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