Fresh ass instrumental, fresh ass rhymes from Me, BAF, and Klazik. Fresh son!

Lyrics:

Madwigged:
Here i am just chillen and drivin
problem is you going way slower than i am
No denying you speed or that holding me back
Dont ever come out your mouth and try to tell me to relax
Get outta my way my before i spray explicitives
Instead of of a steering wheel im holding pistol grip
Stop at a yellow light and i might have to brandish it
And Dont be talkin shit caus you'll end up in bandages.

Keep your rubber neck in your car unless you want it broke
This anger inside makes me feel like the hulk
and if you dare cut me off and ima follow you home
smash in you skull right in front you folk
Just right then ill probably have an epiphany
and it doesnt matter whether your a friend or an enemy
You cant ever say that you were never told,
When you see me ridin by get the fuck off the road.

Chorus:

The way that you drive it makes me feel insane
And everytime you break it fills my heart with pain
If you crashed an burned id be crackin chapagne
Theres no cure for this disease caus im filled with road rage

BAF:

Oh my god, the lights turning green, but no one in front of me, wants to move
im bout to lose, my mind, thoughts of me pullin you out the driver's side,
at the same time your face and the pavement collide.
And the images of violence got me all a flutter inside, too bad for you I didn't bring no astraglide.
Looks like you gonna be bleedin from the inside
And when the ambulance arrives.
I hop back in the ride,
and follow at a distance playa im too sly.
And after medical procedures,
I slip out of the shadows shaking with anticipation like Im having a seizure.
Im closer than your family cause ima never leave ya.
When you comin' to, wanting doctors to check on your ass, you'll see me in the corner laughing chewing on your skin grafts.
So remember the name, it's nasty Baf.

Chorus

Klazik Nadi:

Im leaving the workplace bout to hit the road
I had a bad day. Almost got fired. (Fucking liars)
Just sat at my desk and let the time perspire
Traffic I don't admire. Shit Im talking to the choir
Now Im on the road thinking about my day
This dude riding on my ass is really gonna pay
Im about to break check his ass and break his bank account
Road rage setting in. peace is a doubt; Im bout to pounce
Only thing to settle me down would be some green cloud
But I don't got any here it back at my fucking house
So I reach for my concealed legal weapon
He's stepping. My personal space on the road im repping
Now we fighting it out on the side of the H1
No one knows how it begun but it spread like H1N1
People joining in writing a new history page
(Haha)Fuck driving sane. Rep the road rage

Chorus