Tekst:
In Rage Addiction

the edge and the Feds and the brothers space But ain't no stopping this fool, I'm on a rampage Breaks out in a damn rage, so don't try to stand, break

missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict

my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion Pathological liar, blowin' shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict

know i know that a new day is yet to come and i know that ill be rite here with the nation we live in a place where babies are born addicted to base

I haven't been your king, I promised I would be Liar, puppet Addiction fill the free, Free realm I used to be Sick, Diseased Am I helpless to the fate

Pray to the Junkiemaker OOOOOOOOOH, WHOAH Pray to the Junkiemaker Take a hit, sit and piss Pray to the Junkiemaker I ain't talkin' 'bout a physical addiction

's why we always fight And all we do is shove each other Every other fuckin' night And it's clear it ain't gonna change It's pent up rage We both have

attitudes of "unliberated" souls I'm sick I know I'm sick I know As I lower form of life with a psychotic rage That's identified intensified against

Mean while kickin' them back on the couch Drug-addicted weak-mind people Searching for the God through the TV screen With the preacher jacking off in