WRATH Lyrics

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