Lyrics:
in the sky and you started to cuss,
But then you prayed to God that you could be like us.
Then God was great and God was true
And he tried to show
the way we live
So my kid's kids will be some
Savages, savages, homie we dem savages
Do you know what a real savage is, boy?
No redneck with the red
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
So, come boy, choose life or death
The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed
it
We young stylish prodigies
I spit and Rue on the beats
They ask where we get our drip
Said we thrift at Ecologie
Y'all can't get like us tho
Goofy
try
Can't even touch the truth
They have to go and lie
Motorcycle engine in my words I can vocalize
Pain I'm putting into fucking verbs on these notes
used to be
To skate down 86th St
Get chased by the cops running
I know life gets away from us
But we cant give up
We cant give up
For all the deadbeat
Are running to my Jesus
To put me back together I'll be better forever lead us
I'm selfish self righteous and arrogant
Was chained to my lust (but what)
we dropping like a storm
seen niggas get popped by the police
thru a phone screen leaves death in my memory
the real muhfucking crime of the century
at least give me the Benjamins
They trying to shame us hit em with the Irish kick
I got voices in my head that's evolution kid
I just needed time away again
I know you're by yourself
I know there's a love for us
For all our accomplishments
This is beyond our sin
I do not want this shit
I was lost boy
I'm addied up, added up
I just ate a plate for breakfast
Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my
like a motorcycle
Who cares who like you
Just pay your ends
Then beat it like Michael
See I'm in Jackson
On them back roads
With a backwood
With some
Boys from Raw Skilla
Its Dem Boys, Dem Boys, Dem Boys (Yeah)
My flows cold like the cool breeze
Kids stuff guns in their waist like actors in
like my Netflix loaded
(Get em')
Telling your boss brick city boys is fire
Never mind
Half of y'all be talking through the wire
Media slandered me
So
look up in the mirror and it starts with me
Boy use your brain
Its time to think its time to train
Too long of a drought king time for reign
Humble
Said they reign so we expected thunder they clappin
All of this cuz a whistle issues they swore by epistles then knock you off wit a pistol
Being black
leave you thorny crowned
Crucify, getting shitted by your own
The universe, everywhere I roam is my home
To some, I suppose, uranium explode
Leaving kids
KIDD
Look at Dea reign, all hail the queen
Zoom in the race like Lightning McQueen
I'm only eighteen and that don't mean a thing
Wordplay is the key like
Bad man master plan
Stacking like I’m bussin scams
Can’t roll wit us you not the fam
The reign’s began I broke the dam
Top shelf top shelf/If I wrote
niggas is trigger happy, got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough for both of us and I ain't goin' nowhere
There it is, plain and simple like Jigga
made it!
You fly out your lady, I fly out my ladies
Bitches can't front on the kid anymore, man they know what my name is
And if by chance she don't
lady, I fly out my ladies
Bitches can't front on the kid anymore, man they know what my name is
And if by chance she don't know who I am, she just know
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