Picture of Anger

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
I got something to say, I'm stuck in my way
Life made me this way, so mothafuck what ya say
I be on that bullshit, cause this life is bullshit
I empty a full clip, I aim it and spray
Fuck the law, it's the whole world's fault
I got homicidal thoughts, I go off and I draw
I draw and I paint ya, a picture of anger
Listen as I hang my picture on ya wall
I got something to say: ay, ay, ay, ay
See I'm stuck in my way, way, way, way, way!

[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
Question: Why did my grandma die before we could reconcile?
Why did my uncle die before I got my record sale?
Why in the ghetto is niggas questioning God's existence?
Why is Agnosticism so prevalent? God forgive 'em
Why these niggas keep on askin' me if I bang a set?
Why they don't know that I would blow they ass to Bangladesh?
Why these bitches keep harassin' me? I ain't famous yet
Is my 'why' not being heard like pronouncing the name Yvette?
I'm destined to leave my mark on these beats
When I ink in the sheets like the mark of the beast
I'm a monster, and I'm far from a leash
I'mma keep goin' as long as my heart got a beat
Hot-headed with every intention to flame ya
Gimme a beat, I turn into a painter
All I need is my pencil and paper and I'mma give y'all niggas a picture of anger!

[Verse 2: Demetrius Capone]
Fuck a black chain, fuck a bad dame
Fuck my deadbeat dad, fuck my last name
Fuck this rap game, it's full of AutoCoons
I put that on my momma's momma, y'all rhyming is why I'm a goon
Y'all just rapping raps, this why I fuckin' write
Success could add ten years to my mother's life
I been through the kind of shit that'll make niggas wanna cuss at Christ
So I can't afford to let you touch me when I'm on the fuckin' mic!
My fuckin' life, literally depends on a pen
So a nigga ain't finished until I win
Ain't finna quit this shit until I get in
'Til my similes are literally sittin' in a Benz
Cut from a cloth they don't make no more
Me against the world -- age old war
Came in the door, able to flow straight for my soul
I'mma go 'til I can't no more

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]

[Verse 3: Kenny Siegel]
Seem like my time stay cold like the month just can't switch from December
Seem like every muhfucka got a hidden agenda
Seem like at times my mind's so focused on dickin' these tenders
Seem like my trigger clickin's gettin' as quick as my temper
Fuck y'all and keep the receipt, I'll never take it back
Seem like they ain't trynna hear us until we aim a strap
Seem like I'm stuck off in the hood, what can I say I'm trapped
Seem like the world said fuck me so I say it back
When I'm lookin' in the mirror and I'm starin' at my own eyes all I see is my pupil
Meanin' my junior, only reason for me not to shoot you
Some still don't want us niggas to get nothin'
So disgusted I could fuckin' 'url
Yeah they call it 'Mother Earth' but
I'm a motherfucka, so I'm 'bout to fuck the world

[Verse 4: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
Fuck the police, no justice no peace
No peace no justice, no snub and no sleep
Might die if you close yo eyes with no snub in yo reach
Cause the bussin' won't cease this is fuckin' Long Beach
None of us is strangers to pain and anguish
Maintain cause you know that what pains us trains us
Anger, can make a nigga wanna empty his stainless chamber
Put a mothafucka six feet when they grip heat just to change his paper
My upset mood, don't expect it to change
My upset ink is depressing my page
When I press on this page I'm expressing the way
I feel nigga I'm never suppressin' my rage

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]