Rage

[QuietTruth]

I've been in this rage
A mental kind of pain

I've been in this rage
A weird kinda thang

I've been in this rage
A physical force game

I've been in this rage
A mental kind of pain


Been feeling like I wanna snap necks, and crack 'em up like pipes
Show disrespect to niggas, so much, that it ain't even right
People been playin' wit me so I feel like snappin' back
Feein' to be talkin' crap like my personality is under attack
All the doubts and shoulder shrugs, the name bashin', 'I'm a thug'
You wanna see what you talk and you'll see ALL these lines punch
I'm lazy and irresponsible, nah but lately impatient and untolerable
The disrespect I receive and accepting it is impossible
My dreams that I bailed, witness a nother fulfill it wit delivery like mail
Watching niggas do what I want to do, knowing I done failed
Image it, picture it, until you wanna kick some ass
Spit at any innocent mutherfucker who crosses your path
Puttin' up wit shit that you don't want absolutely any part of
Dealin' wit it in the worst ways that life has fuckin' thought up
Like cartoon comic stripes theres way too much conflict
Attitude galore locked on my face like a convict
Don't know wether to bust out in tears or bust out in a fight
And you thought you saw dark souls? Mines worse than night
An anxious feeling and too hard to stand still in one place
There's no sprirt that lives in me, like a unthankful family sittin at dinner, no grace
My clock is ticking although it always feels numberless
Ignorance never that, maybe a little stubbornness
In a couple hours I feel like nuthin' ever changed
Been stuck in a rage, As if it is a mental kind of pain

[Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement]

thats some deep shiet homie...dont go on and kill nobody now.   

props!