RageMD - Pandemic!

And he said gimmie that, Figure 8 with the fiddy cap
Treble and the bass make ya move like I'm Fetty Wap
Ready this, ready that ya never get the levy back
Rage got the flow that'll make ya get a heavy bat
Call it what you want it torticollis or a collar flap
Pop it like its hot like a soda bottle bottle cap
Hit da rock bottom taught em how to work like insomniac
Climbing up the ladder totem poles where my army at

Used to wash clothes in the laundromat
Now the washer and dryer in the habitat
Okay talk to me, c'mon tell em where da party at
We WIFI connected, tracking every single message
And moving like collective, capture this perspective
This that Director X Directed , Left wing collective

And I'm creeping thru the attic
You hear the creeks through my feet
Hit da wiper lemme hear it squeak to the beat
Brace yourself bout to get deep with the feet
Bout to jump head first place, this that beep in the seat
Maneuver with the hoover, suckers never make a peep
Cause the punch to the gut, make ya bladder take a leak

Lemme take ya mind hostage, yo kill the nonsense
Imma rip my hands through the cuffs on ya conscious
Homie said Rage you never ever hold the conch shell
Fuck that, imma take that ain't no contest

Okay lets lower the decibels for a minute
The neighbours causing a ruckus and my luck is running outta lockets
They got us openin empty wallets, a dollar for the impoverished
I got it, the flow is toxic, I hear the bank deposit now

MCs gotta stay in the pocket, or we move them outta caucus
Every single false breath we writting off the docket
Eyeballs in ya socket they poppin they coming out to knock it
The optics is to cook harder than Betty Crocket

Written by:
Rageen Rajendram

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