[Intro] Rage on the beat Hm.. Rage on the rap Swag [Verse 1] Okay I got my honeys on deck, superbad girls check Next thing, get green, money looking like Shrek No Tec, I be shootin' for the stars, no Trek Plus, I be the head of the game, no neck Damn. Your babe? I turn her on like a generator My niggas are blowin up ? Well I'm the detonator You found a Toyin ? I'mma set her later Cuz at the moment I got Cruellas and Bellas giving me elevators Tell the haters "I'm iller than you would've been" Higher than niggas who tripping off hallucinogens Do not be stupid with him, or he will eat you motherfuckers Like Fat Joe swallowing a double cheeseburger Still standing, leaving hoes hanging like Mr Cooper Flow so Super Duper I got Lois in my lane Read my brain and you finna get a migrane A dirty rapper, you cannot remove my stain [Bridge] (Who the baddest in the room?) Rage (Who the baddest in the room?) Rage (Who the baddest in the room?) Rage (Who the baddest in the room?) Rage [Hook] When I'm the room, Niggas drop dead Me and a few goons, Niggas drop dead Rage Mode nigga, Rage-Rage Mode nigga Rage-Rage Mode nigga, Rage-Rage Mode nigga Or, screw a few of those hoes instead Rage kill 'em now you dead, it's how it goes nigga Rage nigga, Rage-Rage Mode nigga Rage Mode, devil with a halo nigga [Verse 2] I see they wash me like Omo But get one thing straight like a room full of homos Back for your mother; Rage is back for another page Of lyrical danger, never minor the major Wait, this my period to come like an ovary Oh what, you tried to cross me like a rosary? Now you see; I get my girl pearls like a new phone Just to get boned, take her down like syndrome All of you commoners I'm bout to drop the bomb on this So if you got a problem, Tell Osama, Bin & Laden I've been, the one and only, my flows leave you anonymous Hoes? Get off the top of this. Watch me like I'm on your wrist Before I let you niggas use those bars I'd rather have a threesome with Bruno Mars You know I'm sick enough to bite your fucking style, then I throw it up Hol' it up, teaching Mutallab how to blow it up [Bridge + Hook] [Verse 3] Last week, I was in a car Katy Perry in the backseat, pulling off her bra When Russell Brand asked me, "why you so raw?" I replied, "cause I smack down" yeah, Rage back now Santa Claus nigga, ho hoes all over me Oh, so many over-ds over these double-ds In Rack City, Rack Rack City I deserve ten, ten, ten, twenty if you feel me now [Bridge + Hook]