Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survival, artist - Mic Geronimo. Album song Vendetta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.11.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blunt
Song language: English
Survival |
Ayo with blood, sweat and tears I’ve been at it for years |
I swear, I’m bound to make it totally clear |
Ain’t no turning back, perceivable when I attack, I’ll be running rap |
About soldiers on my side like a diplomat |
It’s old and it’s finally time |
Besides that you never seen no rap like mine |
In the cut, analyse how to maintain and rise |
Seeing the fire inside of my eyes |
We been through |
I got a bone to pick with those that pretend to |
Open my hand for the slap I extend you |
Serving you something like a platter on the menu |
My back against the wall, you’ll get sent through |
To all my peoples in the field for the ones that’s gone |
I’ma do more than survive while the war goes on |
All my peoples in the field to the ones that’s gone |
I’ma do more than survive while the war goes on |
My fascination with this art of words turn to art of war |
Put a little more into it, try to blow for sure |
See, despite the way you thinking, I’ve been made to endure |
Floor the rap like a lotus haul a black V-8 |
Skating straight aways, moving at a buck and some change |
Paralyzed while it hit you like Columbian 'cane |
See I’m so willing to kill it, words they couldn’t explain |
Spark a flame so it burn slow |
Feeling me every bit as much as a dutch |
Loaded with Branson my gums crush |
My elevation from the lands where the guns bust |
And to myself and Allah only Mic trust |
Mic like a coke rush |
Finger on the pulse of the street |
Moving through this life of speed |
Trying to swear this next generation here to eat |
Besides that |
Havoc got me feeling the beat |
Keep it on |
Yo I declare from here, there ain’t no more room to share |
Declare we gon' take it the top this year |
I declare the first one front, die right here |
I declare we the hungriest these niggas should fear |
Till my deathbed, lungs stop breathing with air |
Till it all come together and this life seem fair |
I’m declaring this to you inside the god |
Give a shout out to Monday and my nigga Lou Jobs |