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letra de miss the rage - juice wrld

[intro:]

[verse 1: juice wrld]
prescription meds, all in my head
i’m so high, i don’t know what i said
misunderstood, that’s understood
just as i want, i do just as i should
all i know is get the cash, get the bag, all that
got a choppa on my hip, i let it blast, fall back
f-ck a bad b-tch then kick her out, what you call that?
american idol, she was trying out, ain’t no call back
every day i ball ’till i foul out, oh yeah
n-ggas talkin’ stupid, i ain’t want they ass in here
red beam on the glizzy, shoot you down like a reindeer
with them red coats, i feel like i’m paul revere
juice wrld, it’s juice wrld
i split this sh-t in two worlds, for your girl
i gave your b-tch her own world, that’s her world
she still live in juice wrld, in juice wrld, oh
catch me if you can
choppa from a different country, that b-tch from iran
it’s funny when i up it, them n-ggas said i ran
i never gave no f-ck, i’m on my f-cking sh-t again
every day i get buckets, i just told your b-tch to suck it
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, f-ck it
i’m gon’ go ahead and change the subject
thinkin’ nothin’ of it, bake a n-gga like a oven
told this b-tch i need some lovin’
after that, she sucked it
[verse 2: juice wrld]
brrah, brrah (i miss the rage)
ohhh (brrah)
i feel too numb (uh), i don’t ever wanna feel this numb
i don’t ever wanna feel this high
(brrah)
but every day, i’m getting too f-cked up, then i won’t die (brrah, brrah, brrah)

- juice wrld

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