| Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! |
| It ain’t good, it ain’t good 'cos you’ll get jumped in my hood
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| Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! |
| It ain’t good, it ain’t good 'cos you’ll get jumped in my hood, ah!
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| It’s the remix! |
| yeah, uh, yeah, c’mon…ah, savage
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| I’m hearin’you still talking that shit but none of your actions here are
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| speakin’to me
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| I’m talkin’it, walkin’it, my stompin’style will stop your movement'
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| Hold up who’s this? |
| (aarrah!) Still leavin’you with cuts and bruises
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| So cut the bullshit before I rrrrock your face with a pool stick
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| Dirty, Dawnraid and Frontline, P-Money, Scribe, Savage and Con Psy
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| Everybody is feelin’that shit, I’m out your speakers like Ill Semantics
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| On stage for the crowd reaction, Everyone just bounce your asses
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| Keep it movin', uh-huh, New Zealand music
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| South Auckland raise your arms!
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| Let me see you throw it up!
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| And I will always represent my crew decep-deceptikonz! |
| What!
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| How many dudes you know roll like this?
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| How many dudes you know flow like this?
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| Not many, if any
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| Not many, if any
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| How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
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| Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don’t know anybody…
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| cha-hoo, yeah, yeah, c’mon, Savage… aaaarrock a show like this!
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| I don’t know anybody
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| You know who this is, act right
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| It’s the kid comin’up that’s flow is untapped
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| Wrote enough drafts, know enough raps, off the head skill that’ll crush cats
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| But it’s hard to spit without comin’off arrogant
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| And y’all insist on droppin’comparisons
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| And y’all who sit, mouths runnin’and chatterin'
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| Get off my dick, you’re so fuckin’embarrassing
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| Y’all don’t want no part of this, upon this ish
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| I serve the ill like a pharmacist, I’m on to this
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| I’ve been broke like promises
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| so if you get me started kid you’re gonna see the consequence and y’all
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| Don’t want that
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| 'Cos I stay on, gimme you’re words to play on and I’ma make your writtens look thick like you lost your pen and wrote it in crayon
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| But yo, y’all should play the back like scenery
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| I’m dope, the writings on the wall like graffiti
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| So, y’all can’t even hold your own
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| You get a manicure if you’re goin’toe to toe
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| Suppose you know, that I treat tracks like kicks 'cos I’m clean when I lace mine
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| I break minds, If I put a watch in a bum bag that’s the only scene where I waste time
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| Let’s go How many dudes you know roll like this?
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| How many dudes you know flow like this?
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| Not many, if any
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| Not many, if any
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| How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
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| Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don’t know anybody
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| Frontline remix, Con psy up in it, come on, let’s go How many dudes you know roll like this?
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| How many dudes you know flow like this?
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| Not many, if any
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| Not many, if any
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| How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
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| Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don’t know anybody…
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| Congratulations, you made it. |
| Welcome to the reeee-miiiiix!
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| Scribe’s here so give it up
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| I never put the mic down when I pick it up
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| I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit of us But y’all need to breathe because you’re hiccin’up (hic)
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| We refuse to leave you can’t get rid of us Yo, they think I’m drugs because I come in the club
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| and I be dancin’by myself like I don’t give a fuck, what-what?
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| Scribe on the mic I write an elegant flow
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| Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow
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| Not hypothetically, physically lettin’you know
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| I got my rhyme packed tight and we’re ready to go Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday
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| Today I’m on my way to a better way
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| Forever bringing together what you separate
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| So whether, you like it or not I’ma elevate
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| You know this rhyme is me takin’time to celebrate
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| Relax and take a breath y’all
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| I’m here to stay and not goin’away
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| And can I get a 'yes yall'? |
| yes-yes y’all!
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| ooh-ooooh!
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| Theres… check it out
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| No… check it out
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| One… check it out (ain't noone like me!)
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| Like me How many dudes you know roll like this?
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| How many dudes you know flow like this?
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| Not many, if any
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| Not many, if any
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| How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
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| Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don’t know anybody
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| How many dudes you know roll like this?
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| How many dudes you know flow like this?
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| Not many, if any
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| Not many, if any
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| How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
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| check it out… check it out
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| Can you please give it up for Savage!
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| It’s all good, thank you! |
| it’s all good when you come to my hood
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| Can you please give it up for Savage!
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| It’s all good, Yeah!
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| Thank you!
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| Very much!
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| Peace! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Not Many , by - Savage. Song from the album Savage Island EXPLICIT, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп