Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survival, artist - DJ EFNDate of issue: 02.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Survival |
| You know what I mean? |
| Crazy Hood Productions |
| Beats in the Hood right here |
| We surviving |
| Dead Prez, Juvi, Trick, lets go |
| It’s called survival, only the strong can survive |
| You got to stay alive, you decide |
| If in doubt, cause if you doubt you die |
| First of all is step preservation |
| Gothless is deadly alienation |
| Long live the team, my dedication |
| Dead on arrival, fuck that |
| This survival |
| I’ve been a grown man since a young boy |
| At sixteen I got emancipated, what I say is the truth my nigga |
| What you said is exaggerated, here we go |
| See them all, what’s that with, what’s at it daddy |
| They still love us, they waiting on us |
| Some people start to get aggravated |
| All they want is their real shit and Imma give it to them |
| Them pussy niggas going hate it and tell you don’t listen to them |
| I knew that niggas like that, like week he was flipping burgers |
| Would you believe that same lil nigga right there wanna pull back twenty murders |
| I’m cutting up and this bitch, my swagger on baking soda |
| My clip is big, my strap is thick cause I hate reloading |
| I said am strap, and am strap now while I spit this verse |
| Killing all my beat and these bitch ass niggas don’t kill me first |
| Been in the storm but made it out |
| Stayed about it and never faded out |
| By the skin of my teeth in the belly of the beast |
| Niggas dying in the street just trying to get free |
| Survival is the minimum |
| If you gonna play the game lets win it then |
| If you in the club, throw in them Benjies man |
| Make it rain on the schools that I children at |
| See what we need is a revolution, am gonna give it to them |
| The empire is on fire, it’s bare room |
| You think you been through it, we just getting into it |
| You been this far, park up into a lighter fluid |
| Tic tic tic, poof, that’s what the truth did |
| We destroy, we tear it down and bless the ground |
| And then we build, sharpen our skills and start a hell |
| We can’t promise, ain’t no telling where we going go |
| It’s a movie homie, lights, camera, action, start the show |
| I’m riding clean, my pistol clean, my diet clean |
| My pedigree revolutionary with a gangster lean |
| I keep it trill, it’s fairly first over everything |
| Survival skills, this is a deadly game |
| I am strapped up, I ain’t worry man |
| It’s real talk if you know the language, get motivated |
| Born and raised, been cultivated |
| Everyday survival is an ultimatum |
| It’s overrated being broke and the struggle |
| We suppose to hate it |
| We’re underdogs at the bottom of the bottom |
| We suppose to make it but we so tenacious |
| Endangered species, what bitch we still in this |
| Survival mode, just write a code, tril business |
| They are so grand and they might drowning, modern day linchers |
| Gotta save yourself cause our survival is lighter than inches |
| I rather be riding round my dunk, heavy strap down my trunk |
| Then you be shot dead in the middle of the street, by one of you young chunks |
| Rather be doing time in jail, than serving life in hell |
| See you niggas ain’t my pills, from keffer kicking my drills |
| See am delegating and you sleep |
| Nigga sleep late and I won’t eat |
| But if i don’t eat, I’ll lose weight and I’ll be playing with my faith |
| I swear my right hand to god, ain’t praying for no problems |
| But if I don’t get what I came to get, am coming back again against the wall |
| See I ain’t taking no losses, and I ain’t sharing no hickes |
| And I ain’t studying you bitches, but I ain’t sparing you niggas |
| And I ain’t leaving no witness, no ain’t leaving no witness |
| I got machine guns and assault rifles and I came to handle my business |