Rage - Teddy Music, Kozzie, Merky Ace

Rage

Rage

Rage

Rage, rage

To all you guys that don’t wanna do grime

What are you scared of?

Don’t wanna retweet my music

Cause you hate the fact of my awareness

But I’m back with a full load

Stick a dirty leg in like Paul Scholes

I’ve got a whole lot of swag in my wardrobe

I’m on the red carpet, lord knows

My Louboutin cost me a killing

It’s all down to the fact I’m winning

I can do a freestyle on a prewritten

Run up on your yard when I’m wearing my mittens

Slide for your jewellery, call that slipping

I do grime, I can do a bit of dub

Either way, I’ve gotta make my living

I don’t wanna spit like no MC

That ain’t no G, no fam or villain

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave

You won’t be saved (rage)

Don’t look in my face, I’ll blow up this place

And leave no trace (rage)

Catch up with ACE and Koz’s pace

On this wild bass (rage)

Real talk, I’ll aim, I’m so not sane

Most thoughts in my brain are

Shitting in a nitty’s house, standing up

I ain’t tryna make that seat touch my butt

But it’s peak out here, bricks gotta get cut

If it ain’t paper then it ain’t valid

We’re the best but Faze ain’t Khaled

Eff Tizzy come like a Lewisham ballad

Aim for your kuffer and split that rapid

When I’m filled with rage, I turn to a savage

Yeah

I was on the roadside, donny

Hostel life in the trap with Kozzie

Would’ve got a flick knife left in your body

Would’ve said good, would’ve never said sorry

Smoke amni, no, I don’t take molly

I’m ACE, same screwed up face

On my paper chase, filled with nuttin' but rage

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave

You won’t be saved (rage)

Don’t look in my face, I’ll blow up this place

And leave no trace (rage)

Catch up with ACE and Koz’s pace

On this wild bass (rage)

Real talk, I’ll aim, I’m so not sane

Most thoughts in my brain are

Shoutout Teddy, this one’s a zoners

Look at us now, we’ve got Daytonas

See the internet mods who don’t like me

Don’t lie, you all get boners

Release a video, get 100K views

Get more dislikes than likes?

That’s old news

Dem guys wanna be in my shoes

Could never fit in my size six boots

Louis Vuitton

One more tune, I swear I’m gone

I’m just waiting for the right deal

Then all my real Gs, I will put on

I’m off, call me

Only veterans know who he is

Only real Gs know what I’m on

So you vs. me is overly long, safe

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave

You won’t be saved (rage)

Don’t look in my face, I’ll blow up this place

And leave no trace (rage)

Catch up with ACE and Koz’s pace

On this wild bass (rage)

Real talk, I’ll aim, I’m so not sane

Most thoughts in my brain are

Man ah smoke ammi in Blue, no shisha, home of the Gaza

Class A pebbler, classy farmer

See me with E, tings get darker

Wanna make P and be a farda

But I’m still climbing, looking for the answer

2013, it’s a business venture

Family Tree, make your tear surrender

Yo, stand firm

He looks like any yat with a perm

If you don’t hear then you will feel

If you don’t listen then you will learn

When your skin get burnt

Zoom off, put that in the gear, then turn

Won’t see me nowhere near any germ

Everyone stern

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave

You won’t be saved (rage)

Don’t look in my face, I’ll blow up this place

And leave no trace (rage)

Catch up with ACE and Koz’s pace

On this wild bass (rage)

Real talk, I’ll aim, I’m so not sane

Most thoughts in my brain are (rage)

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave

You won’t be saved (rage)

Don’t look in my face, I’ll blow up this place

And leave no trace (rage)

Catch up with ACE and Koz’s pace

On this wild bass (rage)

Real talk, I’ll aim, I’m so not sane

Most thoughts in my brain are (rage)