[Intro]

Rage Reloaded

I’m fucking back

Yo, huh, what?

[Chorus]

If you don’t know how to control your anger (if I don’t)

You can’t aim it any longer, you turn out madder (I can’t)

Let it happen and aim this shit right on the page (fuck)

It’s blind rage, shoving it straight in your face (woof)

[Verse 1]

Ever happen to you?

Your chests tight, vision shaking

Heart racing and jaw locked

Every thought vacant

When little brats are invading your fucking space (na na na na)

And trying to intimate, mate, this ain’t a fucking game

In my way? Smacked right on the spot, in the fucking face

Hate to say I hold onto grudges long enough to start a chase

Down the school hallways, until you are hours late (fuck)

To class, it creeps in slow

The feeling to attack

A single look and a tone

And I’m pissed over shit

I don’t wanna explodе (fuck)

Or start throwing a fit

I get aggressive I’m told (ugh)

So I’m holding it in

Evеry day it’s a test

Looks like I’m failing again (shit)

[Chorus: RedRage & CarNagE]

If you don’t know how to control your anger

You can’t aim it any longer, you turn out madder

Let it happen and aim this shit right on the page

It’s blind rage, shoving it straight in your face

[Verse 2: CarNagE]

Fake nuns and late runs, hasten

Crunch at it till it’s pasted, I’m wasted

No patience, I'm hated, eyes bloodshot and dilated

Take it, you'll lay in bated breath, now fake it

Think you're in pain, bitches?

I’ll slit your wrists, jab a knife in and twist it

Had your wrists tied to a winch when I hinged it

Snort through six lines and I'm about to fly (woo!)

Now I'm cruising through spraying Agent Orange

Watching ****** fight for fake shoes with swords

I stuck 9 homeless whores up inside of a drawer

This is the lightest shit I do when I'm bored

Get gone, all of you little pussies

Don’t push me, just be a little woozy

Concluding with the Uzi, just shoot me

[Chorus]

If you don’t know how to control your anger

You can’t aim it any longer, you turn out madder

Let it happen and aim this shit right on the page

It’s blind rage, shoving it straight in your face

[Verse 3]

Fuck control, it doesn’t matter anymore, cause I’ve said it all (ha)

Being nice isn’t worth fighting for, I’m reborn

Because I went back to the writing board

And now I ain’t writing bored, uh, I’m just firing more

Shots at whores, without the scatterbrain and fogginess (huh?) I’ll fuck em all

The way I pull at these motherfuckers like tug of war (grrr)

Advantage on my side, I’m the underdog juggernaut

Who’s not gonna stop ‘till everyone’s fucked (haha)

I ain’t chasing applause, I was carved outta scars

Every page that I bled on, just sharpened the bars

Had my back to the wall, had my jaw clenched hard

Tryna talk myself calm, while my heart just stayed dark

I was dragging that weight (weight), every thought felt armed

Like one spark in the dark, could just set me off

So I sat with the pen, let it carve what it wants

Turn the anger to art, now the target is locked

I don’t snap in the moment, I just park it and plot

Let it simmer till calm, turns to pressure that pops

Now I’m stepping on marks, I was once scared to cross