To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
My catalog is at a biblical status
Scribbling madness in pads like a lyrical savage
Enough pages with verses to fill up the mattress
Like Pusha T packing packets before he split up with Malice
These pens run dry and I save 'em like trophies
Write with my enemies blood, more focused than Kobe
Feel like I'm the only one these clones ain't controlling
So I stay telling the whole damn world to blow me
Normally I'm laid back, but the rage is no joke
Put razors to throats like I'm shaving up dope
And they see my environment made me get raised without hope
So these f*cks are never given like her legs staying closed
And I don't claim to be the most clever with bars
But I damn sure know that I'm ahead of the stars
Cuz I done put in more time than a regular job
To make sure my name remembered in the end of it all
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
When I was born they said, "A hero's been sent!"
Fast forward, my notoriety's like 0%
It's clear where I went, 'twas an apparent decent
I try to share my struggles, but they don't care when I vent
Thought I could pull strings and things like a marionette
Instead I got played more than a fraternity's stereo set
If I die and they try a 'Go Fund Me' for burial debt
The idea would be buried in secs. (sex) like a venereal threat
Now I'm on a path of neglect, mixed with emotional stress
Creates a plateauing effect where I fail to connect
Now that's a sign of distress, time to move on, re-assess
Yet I take more of my valuable time, then I go and invest
Cuz I'm iller than most should be killing the coast with villainous quotes
"Numero Uno" I'm talking a billion votes, it's not even close, and then in my toast
I'll say, "Nice try" to the runner-up's, which would be a lie cuz they f*cking suck
Never mind it's all in my head, I've stayed in a race that I never led
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
Believe me, Even though I'm 13 going on 30
I'm finna turn it up and do a ditty dirty
Bitches heard me because surely I've been wordy
But nobody sing along with me while murdering a turnt beat
Vocal words speaking spoken I don't know enough
Friend of heavy metal, horned hands, better throw em up
An old head going ham as I'm throwing up
Ain't nobody know it but I'm doper than a potent drug
But no luck, no love as I do it
One, maybe two others f*cking with my music
Nothings f*cking lucrative, I'm sucking and I'm stupid
And guess what: the muthaf*cka stuck in this is clueless
I gotta stop thinking bout what people might have heard
And buy that life alert, the way I'm falling off I might get hurt
I'm mighty hip, but I'll break it when I write a verse
Listen to this senior citizen bitching, it's fighting words
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
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To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
My catalog is at a biblical status
Scribbling madness in pads like a lyrical savage
Enough pages with verses to fill up the mattress
Like Pusha T packing packets before he split up with Malice
These pens run dry and I save 'em like trophies
Write with my enemies blood, more focused than Kobe
Feel like I'm the only one these clones ain't controlling
So I stay telling the whole damn world to blow me
Normally I'm laid back, but the rage is no joke
Put razors to throats like I'm shaving up dope
And they see my environment made me get raised without hope
So these f*cks are never given like her legs staying closed
And I don't claim to be the most clever with bars
But I damn sure know that I'm ahead of the stars
Cuz I done put in more time than a regular job
To make sure my name remembered in the end of it all
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
When I was born they said, "A hero's been sent!"
Fast forward, my notoriety's like 0%
It's clear where I went, 'twas an apparent decent
I try to share my struggles, but they don't care when I vent
Thought I could pull strings and things like a marionette
Instead I got played more than a fraternity's stereo set
If I die and they try a 'Go Fund Me' for burial debt
The idea would be buried in secs. (sex) like a venereal threat
Now I'm on a path of neglect, mixed with emotional stress
Creates a plateauing effect where I fail to connect
Now that's a sign of distress, time to move on, re-assess
Yet I take more of my valuable time, then I go and invest
Cuz I'm iller than most should be killing the coast with villainous quotes
"Numero Uno" I'm talking a billion votes, it's not even close, and then in my toast
I'll say, "Nice try" to the runner-up's, which would be a lie cuz they f*cking suck
Never mind it's all in my head, I've stayed in a race that I never led
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
Believe me, Even though I'm 13 going on 30
I'm finna turn it up and do a ditty dirty
Bitches heard me because surely I've been wordy
But nobody sing along with me while murdering a turnt beat
Vocal words speaking spoken I don't know enough
Friend of heavy metal, horned hands, better throw em up
An old head going ham as I'm throwing up
Ain't nobody know it but I'm doper than a potent drug
But no luck, no love as I do it
One, maybe two others f*cking with my music
Nothings f*cking lucrative, I'm sucking and I'm stupid
And guess what: the muthaf*cka stuck in this is clueless
I gotta stop thinking bout what people might have heard
And buy that life alert, the way I'm falling off I might get hurt
I'm mighty hip, but I'll break it when I write a verse
Listen to this senior citizen bitching, it's fighting words
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
My catalog is at a biblical status
Scribbling madness in pads like a lyrical savage
Enough pages with verses to fill up the mattress
Like Pusha T packing packets before he split up with Malice
These pens run dry and I save 'em like trophies
Write with my enemies blood, more focused than Kobe
Feel like I'm the only one these clones ain't controlling
So I stay telling the whole damn world to blow me
Normally I'm laid back, but the rage is no joke
Put razors to throats like I'm shaving up dope
And they see my environment made me get raised without hope
So these f*cks are never given like her legs staying closed
And I don't claim to be the most clever with bars
But I damn sure know that I'm ahead of the stars
Cuz I done put in more time than a regular job
To make sure my name remembered in the end of it all
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
When I was born they said, "A hero's been sent!"
Fast forward, my notoriety's like 0%
It's clear where I went, 'twas an apparent decent
I try to share my struggles, but they don't care when I vent
Thought I could pull strings and things like a marionette
Instead I got played more than a fraternity's stereo set
If I die and they try a 'Go Fund Me' for burial debt
The idea would be buried in secs. (sex) like a venereal threat
Now I'm on a path of neglect, mixed with emotional stress
Creates a plateauing effect where I fail to connect
Now that's a sign of distress, time to move on, re-assess
Yet I take more of my valuable time, then I go and invest
Cuz I'm iller than most should be killing the coast with villainous quotes
"Numero Uno" I'm talking a billion votes, it's not even close, and then in my toast
I'll say, "Nice try" to the runner-up's, which would be a lie cuz they f*cking suck
Never mind it's all in my head, I've stayed in a race that I never led
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
Believe me, Even though I'm 13 going on 30
I'm finna turn it up and do a ditty dirty
Bitches heard me because surely I've been wordy
But nobody sing along with me while murdering a turnt beat
Vocal words speaking spoken I don't know enough
Friend of heavy metal, horned hands, better throw em up
An old head going ham as I'm throwing up
Ain't nobody know it but I'm doper than a potent drug
But no luck, no love as I do it
One, maybe two others f*cking with my music
Nothings f*cking lucrative, I'm sucking and I'm stupid
And guess what: the muthaf*cka stuck in this is clueless
I gotta stop thinking bout what people might have heard
And buy that life alert, the way I'm falling off I might get hurt
I'm mighty hip, but I'll break it when I write a verse
Listen to this senior citizen bitching, it's fighting words
To fall with age, call it pain in the worst way
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
I work way too insane to deserve shame
I'm all rage all day on my birthday
Writer: Sauce Is Matisse
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid