Jamaal Pettway - Ultraviolent Ways Lyrics

In a techno rave
Got the pack on me
Looking for the rage
And the gang with me
Icy for your face
If you beat the case
I was born from pain
I don't need the fame
You can die today
I piss on your grave
Watch these bullets spray
Ultraviolent Ways
Rocking Philipp Plein
With the Gaultier
The tooley ain't for show
Imma let it blow
Say you wish me well
I'll see you in hell
Let the choppa sing
I call it Adele
You can die today
I piss on your grave
Watch these bullets spray
Ultraviolent Ways

We want more rage
We want more rage
We want more rage
Let us out the cage
We want bad bitches
And they shaking ass
We want more money
We can throw it fast
We want more rage
Let us out the cage
We don't want no sweet shit, we ain't liking that
Your hoe is a trick, she was biting back
Shawty turn me up
Homie turn me up
And I might just catch a body for a couple bucks
Try your luck
Try your luck
Like a tranny you know I keep that dick tucked
Like a tranny you know I keep that dick tucked
I might shoot at you and your whole fam bruh

In a techno rave
Got the pack on me
Looking for the rage
And the gang with me
Icy for your face
If you beat the case
I was born from pain
I don't need the fame
You can die today
I piss on your grave
Watch these bullets spray
Ultraviolent Ways
Rocking Philipp Plein
With the Gaultier
The tooley ain't for show
Imma let it blow
Say you wish me well
I'll see you in hell
Let the choppa sing
I call it Adele
You can die today
I piss on your grave
Watch these bullets spray
Ultraviolent Ways

Down in Daytona, there's a young boy
Dreams of shooting stars, candy and fast cars
Down in Daytona, there's good girl
Who's an angel, she'll watch over you
Down in Daytona, there's vacant lot
Filled with open space, nothing to take its place
Down in Daytona, there's a rockstar
Hangs with devils, lives by no rules
Down in Daytona, there's a church bell
Cries out wish you well, but it won't save you
Save you from Hell