Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song So Cruel , by - Saigon. Song from the album All in a Day's Work, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2015
Record label: Amalgam, Stage One
Song language: English
So Cruel |
| I’m the same kid that tried to murder your brother |
| Now I’m on the motherfucking murderdog cover |
| Act like a non believer go head |
| Act like you ain’t read about a nigga in the don diva |
| It wasn’t for my rhymes neither |
| It was about how I cock the gat shot a cat back in nine fever |
| Why the source gave me rhyme of the month |
| When I should have got the rhyme of modern day time |
| Fuck these niggas |
| I could be richer than Phil Drummond and still bumming |
| And I know the difference between a bitch and a real woman |
| Niggas stay up 25 hours a night |
| Any coward could write |
| They bark but they bite don’t devour the mic |
| I am the wildest in sight |
| Been in the pen so I can tell you how it was like |
| I done seen bloods faces pouring it out |
| Six in the morning CO’s yelling all in account |
| Now fuck that this not what the song is about |
| This is about you weak rap niggas that’s out |
| And ya’ll bitches in the crowd that wouldn’t give us no rivul |
| When my shit pop I ain’t gon give you no jizzle |
| Nothing but fuck yous and bad criticism |
| Obama is the pres but I voted for «? |
| «I'm the meaning of lyricism |
| If it’s somebody that feel different |
| Give him my digits |
| Tell him to hit’em |
| He can call me on the late night or early in the morn |
| And that’s my word born we gon get it on |
| And I don’t care if we don’t get along |
| Cause ya’ll niggas is cum |
| Ya’ll niggas just ain’t that strong |
| I’m showing off with static it ain’t only just now |
| I don’t smoke cigs but I’ll give you a bust down |
| Creep by wherever you hang and bust rounds |
| You gone hear the sound of the pound now |
| Thou shall not fuck with nor say B.I.G. |
| rhyme |
| If you ain’t one of the sean’s the shits corn |
| Moving right along my name Saigon |
| The future of rap faggot the next icon |
| If I could just keep that gun in the house |
| Or for five fucking minutes stop running my mouth |
| Shit I’ll be alright niggas ain’t tight |
| They don’t write the kind of rhymes that I write |
| Right right I’m lyrically five mic material |
| Nigga you love the rizzle |
| And I like to give it to you |
| So let’s make things nice and clear |
| I’m shitting on the whole game twice a year |
| And they scared bitch |