Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Lady of Rage
The Lady of Rage
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robin Yvette Allen
Robin Yvette Allen
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, Rage
Rage
[Verse 2]
I don't think so
You can't handle this
Rocking rough and tough with them afro puffs
I don't think so
You can't handle the truth
And the truth is
The baddest lyricist born
[Verse 3]
I bust on leathers, leave 'em frying in a griddle
In the middle like Monie
You're phony 'cause your styles bologna
But I rock with no filler, ain't a girl MC iller
Putting rapper on ice, then lock the bodies in a chiller
The way I fucks it up, I upchuck nasty style like
Throw up, blow up, then go nuts like a Lady Ninja killer
I'll drip deep beneath the surface
It's the Rage, front page, I heat it up like a furnace
My steelo gots bulk
Check the gamma rays from the She-Hulk
Stomping trough your territory
New rap female category winner
And your style gets played out like the Spinners
Not a soprano or alto, the Rage is a tenor
My voice is just right, I bust hypodermics to your inner minds eye
Making you hip hop junkies wanna fly
Like eagles, my style sharp as cathedral steeples
Showing and proving even a lady can be diesel
So, uh, breaker, breaker, you best keep on trucking, uh, uh
And roll on with that chicken shit your clucking
You're stuck in stupid, you doofus
I'm hitting so hard, I'm knocking out your toofis
Or teefis, believe this shit
Butthead, you'll get played out like Beavis
Receive it, it yours, lyrical murderer still rocking on
[Verse 4]
Rock on, rock on
The Lady of Rage, lyrical murderer
The baddest lyricist born
[Verse 5]
Now I'm a explosive vocalist, make you readjust your focus
No hocus-pocus, no bogus, I'm dopest
Lyrically the locust, it's all copacetic
I see through your synthetics with my telekinetics
I mean, my telepathics from this mouth of madness
Flows one of the baddest in existence
My existence is prevalent, hesitant not, you'll get dropped
I'm rhyming so hard I see it knocking out snot
'Cause I slam like collision so your vision of me
Is you can't touch it not even a smidgen of me
You're pigeon shit to me, so drop it
[Verse 6]
Damn, here hit this shit, Rage
[Verse 7]
I take a puff then I blow up like Moby
Running lyrics quicker than Toby
What's my name? Yeah, you know me
Rage, lyrical murderer, what's my name?
Yeah, Rage, lyrical murderer, yeah, you know me
So if you wanna see me turn on your headlights
I'll make you run red lights, tryna catch it
Slam into the Rage, you'll end up wreckage
Towed away, blowed away, cut down, mowed away
Curled up like Ola Ray
So let me straighten it out 'cause I'm a thriller
Motherfucking MC cold killer
When I drop that you better drop back that, yo, hop back
I rock that till dawn, yes, I still rock on
[Verse 8]
Rock on, rock on
The Lady of Rage, lyrical murderer
The baddest lyricist born
Rock on, rock on
The Lady of Rage, lyrical murderer
The baddest lyricist born
[Verse 9]
Now when it comes to the hippest in hip hop
I make their lips drop, knees knock, buckle and shake
Now who's to the wrong move
Get dusted, busted
Wack MC's who can't cut the mustard
I stick it to you like voodoo
So who do you think you're fooling, not Rick but ruling
You couldn't hang with a noose
Your goose will get cooked
Look up in the sky
It's fly, Robin fly, giving whatever suits you
Got the size eight Timberlands, to boot ya
Oops upside your head
Hey yo, I'm seeing red like a bull
Baby, I got to pull of an ox
Redd Foxx couldn't out fox me, because I'm Foxy like Brown
Uh, break it down now
From the end to the start
Lyrical murderer pumps fear in hearts
I'm tearing parts to pieces like Reese's
I freaks it, speak it in tongues
Put you on like Bonita Applebum
You can't see me, you're blind to the fact I'm all that
Swinging in the whack, striking 'em out like bats
Hats off, blast off, watch me rock it
Sock it to ya, whatever it takes to do ya
Done, top gun
It's the Lady of Rage still rated number one, motherfucker
[Verse 10]
She's that lady
Big bad lady
Sexy lady
The Lady of Rage
The baddest lyricist born
She's so amazing
She's such a lady
Big bad lady
The Lady of Rage
The baddest lyricist born
[Verse 11]
She's that lady
Big bad lady
Sexy lady
The Lady of Rage
The baddest lyricist born
She's so amazing
She's such a lady
Big bad lady
The Lady of Rage
The baddest lyricist born
[Verse 12]
She's that lady
Big bad lady
Sexy lady
The Lady of Rage
The baddest lyricist born
She's so amazing
She's such a lady
Big bad lady
The Lady of Rage
The baddest lyricist born
[Verse 13]
She's that lady
Big bad lady
Sexy lady
Written by: D. Arnaud, Kevin A. Varnado, Robin Yvette Allen, Shakur T
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