[Lyric] Pharaoh i61 - Rage Mode Killing Spree English Translation (Genius English Translations)

[Verse 1: Pharaoh]
Let me run through your veins (Goddammn!)
Did you miss me?
Those crackers is suckas, I stuff them into a scarecrow
I approach her from behind (what?), a train in front of my eyes
I didn't do as you asked, but I'm piercing more gently
Bite your tongue, they'll cut you out, narcissus (ouch!)
I will sell my soul to Satan by practicing exorcism
I watched her bend, I promise, just a promo (bitch!)
Your shooters don't sleep, they can't sleep during the thunder (Scum!)

[Bridge: Pharaoh]
Don't stand in the way of those who dragging the game
Pure purple in the motherfucker’s styrofoam
Pain lives in the soul, Kurt lives in the head
And, yes, look, scum, I had time to give a tour here
My wadded-up body, they're waiting for shootouts (ha-ha-ha!)
This is i61 and your bitch (your bitch!)
You fucked up? And the coffin is dry

[Chorus: Pharaoh & i61]
It’s a rage
Bitch!
It's a rage in my veins
Rage Mode, Rage Mode
It’s a rage
Bitch!
It's a rage in my veins
Rage Mode, Rage Mode
It’s a rage
Bitch!
It's a rage in my veins
Rage Mode, Rage Mode
It’s a rage
Bitch!
It's a rage in my veins
Rage Mode, Rage Mode
[Skit: i61]
That's it, in different ways, but anyway, bitch, fuck, in every fucking way here
So, she's fucking coming, yeah, it's all clear here, like fuck
So, uh... is it fucking be or has some kind of appearance?
Or a fucking place? Or what in general?
And from what side, at all, to look at it
On this whole fucking situation
Dead... so, blood, some shit, ass, bitch

[Verse 2: i61]
Dead girl
So, why have I accumulated this shit?
The road, fuck, again some fucking nonsense
In this and in that, I'll take a whiskey in my hand
Alveoli, I’ma clamp – it’s a rejection
What are words? Show me (ah!?)
(This is i61)
Flashback again
So, I remembered my name, and it like exists
It is now easier to answer the questions of the brains
To build order and rhyme, I’m messed up
Your rappers don't know how to do that (stop-stop-stop!), probably
And if I was, stop
Throw the fuck out the word "rappers"
With the replacement of wine with water, with drops of the sea, in which we are all
I hate the moment (pow-pow-pow-pow!)
I hate the vise (pow-pow!)
I hate the harem
I hate them all (bitch!)
Chill out