Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song R.A.G.E., artist - J-Live. Album song The Best Part Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.06.2001
Record label: Triple Threat
Song language: English
R.A.G.E. |
The rule of Allah is God’s equality |
Desire for my brothers the same as I desire for me |
But when my brothers stay physically and mentally trapped in a cage |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
The rule of Allah is God’s equality |
Desire for my brothers the same as I desire for me |
But when my brothers stay dying of everything else but old age |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage!(x3) |
Against the machine that come in between |
Me and my other mothers siblings |
That’s caught up in the green and things |
That you can get beyond food, comfy clothes, and a home |
And so the streets they roam without a civilized dome |
To realize that the traps is set |
Hounds is loose, pigs is juiced |
To put another neck in a noose |
Without a second to lose |
So powers abused and brothers are bruised |
The devil’s amused as squad cars cruise through |
Ghetto’s, where governments hold |
Everything that you own to a level where your poverty prone |
So half of us will sell whatever it takes to make papes |
While the other half are customers with hopes to escape |
As they hallucinate sealing our fate |
Despite the fact that your legacy’s great |
They’d rather sit home and wait |
While the means to survive and thrive are shut down |
So those that know wrong but can’t afford right |
Say what now |
Against my babies fake educators |
The lieutenants to the legislators that hate us |
Consistently fade since our traders betrayed us |
With the sadist plot to decimate and degrade us |
Before we old enough to be first graders |
Putting pins in my babies heads |
He could have grown to be physically thoroughbred |
But mentally dead |
They hide the lies in the books that were meant to be read |
In the schools that either ignore em or can’t afford em |
Now the bigger they come the harder they fall |
But the younger they fall the harder it gets to stand tall |
Cause the blind mans deaf son |
Will be the dumb father of a blind child |
Saying to hell with them all |
With no family ties |
So the next man’s family cries |
At the funeral cause somebody tries |
The wrong brother with the wrong nine doing the long time |
Where he learns that he committed the wrong crime in the first place |
(Bust this) |
He need to point the same gun |
At the criminally insane justice |
System that dissed him and kissed him goodbye |
From the start |
Cause his world view was based on a lie |
The rule of Allah is God’s equality |
Desire for my brothers the same as I desire for me |
But when a fight breaks out |
Everytime there’s some hip hop on stage |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
The rule of Allah is God’s equality |
Desire for my brothers the same as I desire for me |
But when you talk trash like you hard |
But your heart pumps lemonade |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
When it’s war time and you don’t know where to throw the grenade |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
When my babies said role models fall victim on the front page |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
When my brothers stay physically and mentally trapped in a cage |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
When my brothers stay dying of everything else but old age |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |
My heart fills up with what? |
Rage! |