Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gateway to a Savage Frontier, artist - GDP. Date of issue: 19.04.2010
Song language: English
Gateway to a Savage Frontier |
| And the Devil plays the synth on this one |
| Stick 'em, 86 'em with the kick drum |
| GDP remained honest and different |
| So the name ring bells like Donner and Blitzen |
| The cynicism, the sinister wisdom |
| Malicious opinions, depict harmful images |
| Delivered with deliberate precision |
| Living it, every single day, fam |
| In the van or in Lowe’s racking spray cans |
| I am, most reckless |
| Respected, inventive, relentless |
| Most depressed, impressive |
| Gettin' it like what the fuck y’all expected |
| … got reps, yes |
| With the PR stunts like elections |
| Mention Division East |
| Those my peeps like frosted marshmallow treats |
| With all our answers blowing in the wind |
| Motherfuckers spit out some shit they never did |
| I get it how I live: disorderly and pissed |
| Crews always saucy like baby back ribs |
| How your album sorta missed? |
| Cause you’re a faggot and a bitch |
| Hardly who you say you are in songs |
| Everybody wanna be a killer like «get at me, dog» |
| Just shitted on your lawn, really thick fog |
| Beef with me is a lot of beef by default |
| Geeked out, ski ball, tits out, beats raw |
| Ball 'til we fall |
| Going out West, South, East Orange |
| So there’s a lot of cops, but they ain’t doing nothing |
| But scholars still hustle |
| Shah come home like he never left, the streets don’t ever rest |
| Gangsters don’t change, it’s just their SIM card and alias |
| Out for wreck on blocks like the alphabet |
| My style hit the South like meth |
| Spraying Uzis in the clouds, obsessed |
| New Jersey come correct |
| Essex, don’t step without a rep |