Rich Vibes - Hades Rage Lyrics

Better run better f*cking run when the money come
Better run better f*cking run when the money come
They coming for you with a f*cking gun
Aiming at ya son in the slums murder for a sum
Story just begun
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it burn the page
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it rock the stage
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it break the cage
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it burn the page
Better run better f*cking run when the money come
Better run better f*cking run when the money come
They coming for you with a f*cking gun
Aiming at ya son in the slums murder for a sum
Story just begun woah

Welcome to the valley of death that's my projects
You will kill yourself if you took my steps
These rich folks cant process
Lock eyes with a monster my drip is on Loch Ness
Flow sick make you carsick aw shit now I'm nauseous
My stomach aching my fire burning
My lungs scorching my worlds turning
Spark fear like a thunderstorm
All we doing is brainstorming
Lone wolf like im baron corbin
Came straight from the underworld
Streets leave you underground and I ain't talking independent woah

Run better f*cking run when the money come
Better run better f*cking run when the money come
They coming for you with a f*cking gun
Aiming at ya son in the slums murder for a sum
Story just begun
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it burn the page
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it rock the stage
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it break the cage
Feel my rage feel my hades rage let it burn the page
Better run better f*cking run when the money come
Better run better f*cking run when the money come
They coming for you with a f*cking gun
Aiming at ya son in the slums murder for a sum
Story just begun woah

Night gathers hello Mr nice watch
Your own brothers will murk you welcome to the nights watch
Feel my spirit like some jin drown it out with some scotch
Just to taste that sweet life like its butterscotch
Feel my message with these Herme boots
Call me inferno zues my brother got apollo roots
We gods fighting titans aint no truce better call your troops
Before someone shoot who got the loot
I was born in the block
Born with no money and stock
Police came up strapped up with a Glock
Walking corpses ontop of these horses
I got the power but shit can't afford this
Cost an arm and a leg
Probably end up dead
That's just life on the reg
Leave you cold cut for the bread
And what's done is what's said
You gotta heated jacuzzi
They hold that heat like a uzi
I swear misery just suits me
That's why I'm speaking so loosely
Giving power to a loose leaf
Spitting toxic like a loosie
Got my people falling like a loose leaf
Got my people falling like a loose leaf
Got my people falling like a loose leaf