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Savage Whipping threw the cabbage Rapping round the atlas Trying to get away from the antics Man, beast in the veins Trying to see the strain Whip it
had us down for some years It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, there it is I hear voices in my head and they keep callin me As I step, the stage is
in the party women jump for joy But all the wild niggas schemin' they gon' jump the boy For spittin' all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car I'm
in the party women jump for joy But all the wild niggaz scheamin they gon' jump the boy for spittin all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car I'm a star
for joy But all the wild niggas schemin' they gon' jump the boy For spittin' all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car I'm a star, I'd rather be a comet
(*B-Real sings the chorus on 11 seconds*) (Intro) What's up we gonna go down the line baby Brand new one from the Call O Da Wild Give big shouts
and going international I'm ratchet wild and I got the hatchet style catch me out at the bank cashing out passing out? you don't get a ration now passion for
for joy But all the wild niggas schemin' they gon' jump the boy For spittin' all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car I'm a star, I'd rather be a comet
average I'm goin' up until I'm mad, mad, mad rich I'm savage mode, I'm not average I'm on demon time, just in my cabbage I gotta get it though, ain't
bangin they ratchets King and the Jacker, slangin in traffic Claimin they cabbage, obtain half, they aimin for stackage Get brains from the (?), keep
notice, he's through She cried, "Oh Sam, don't go It'll grieve me if you do" I love his cabbage gravy, his hash Crazy 'bout his succotash I can't do
notice, he's through She cried, "Oh Sam, don't go It'll grieve me if you do" I love his cabbage gravy, his hash Crazy 'bout his succotash I can't do
want the greens The cornbread and the cabbage In your hood remindin you bitches of who the baddest Definitely the maddest, so the crime gon stick
new clothes But you know what... You cant change who the fuck you are You's a motherfucking nigga for life As a child I was wild as fuck, and down
grapes Won't you peel my banana like a pack of wild apes? I'm your food innuendo guy, your food innuendo guy Baby, baby, baby, you got honeydew
holdin' back (let's do it again) With two sides to a book I lick stamps and light matches (do it a) And set fires in garbage pales and cabbage patches
And set fires in garbage pails and cabbage patches A child of the corn been wild since I was born Climbin' over barbed wire, clothes got torn Shoes got
and drink it straight wild Niggas steady falling in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW It's Swifty from the 313 Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh
Poster child, Air Force Ones, with the checks, I'm supposed to wild sex, Money and murder is all I breathe in my life, It's full of judges and chasin'
older niggas ain't caring Sirens circling fiends are lurking in your baggage Oh, one's gone now, what, smack him in his cabbage In the woodwork, crack
cabbage In the woodwork, crack sales bubble like Woolworth's In the projects, richest niggas rocking all the real worth Police questioning, rooftop cats
tell a friend to tell a friend That its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks Pour on the fort knox lazura
The mentals, rapper slash entrepreneur with more action than Roger Moore Turn your cabbage into coleslaw, with the four four Spray Windex on your
can have it, the problem and answer, I'm all that While we at it, let's tighten up our grips around that cabbage Silly rabbit, how many kid's done
