Rage

Gahh!

Everyone looks dead and half asleep
Call up all your friends and follow me
There's a couple parties going on right up the street
If you want to sit here on your ass, that's fine
But as for me, I'm gone!
If you see me, and we're hangin' on the west coast
Let's rage, rage, rage!
Touring all over the east side
Let's rage, rage, rage!
No matter where we're at tonight, we're gonna do it right
Hometown Atlanta represent it in the true light
Grab a cigarillo and a 40 and a Bic light
Lemme get a Newport, now it's on!
I always seem to find myself in situations like this
Like this situation I'm sensational all the fucking time
Oh!
Always subject of critic acclaim
Talk shit, it makes my day
So if you're reading this-
We don't care, what all the critics said
We're just fine, success is right ahead
Don't doubt me, I've got a lot on my mind
Got a lot, and I'm already gone
Oh!
Take me home!
Take this from me!
I had a feeling you'd be here
Always, right in the back of my head
I wish I had a dollar for every lie from you
I'd have more than I even knew
Always in my mind
Never let this go!
Everyone looks dead and half asleep
Call up all your friends and follow me
There's a couple parties going on right up the street
Put your middle fingers in the air
And make your way to the front if you just don't care
Yell if you just don't give a fuck!
Always blazed and I don't give a fuck, yeah!
Anytime, anywhere, hey girl are you down to
Oh!
Let's take one for the police
Oh!
Take it, take it or leave it



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Linck, Sean Heenan, Nader Salameh, Joseph Ollinger, Christopher Fronzak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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