| Yeah, I ain’t ya average rapper residing in Calabasas
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| Mashin' the Aston through Malagasy in Madagascar
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| I don’t believe in your white Jesus and Last Suppers
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| I place value on brothers who never had justice
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| I am the black savage
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| Ali and Foreman in Zaire fightin' for black magic
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| Rifles and flak jackets, mama was suicidal, papa had bad habits
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| Product of true survival, rocker like Black Sabbath
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| Hoppin' up out the Chevy, Pac, Biggie, Machiavelli
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| OG like Nas or Reggie, culture like Ox in «Belly»
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| Vulgar like Akinyele, focus like Dr. Sebi
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| We did it your way, but now the culture is boppin' to our Sinatra medley
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| I’m limitless energy, they gimmicks and imagery
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| Kendrick, Cole, and the Kennedys, lyrical Holy Trinity
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| General of the city, they into promoting silly beef
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| Keepin' it Willy D, Weezy on the «A Milli» beat
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| Dream Chaser facin' the enemy like my nigga Meek
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| Tyler Perry writing my winning speech like it’s Emmy week
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| Heart of gold, never sold my soul, Glock weighs a ton
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| Hov tellin' Lori Harvey, «No» at Roc Nation brunch
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| One life to live, just don’t settle (Buck, buck)
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| One life, I’ma live forever
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| Stand for something, fall for nothing, no
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| Rest in peace the dead, that’s on my soul
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| You only die once and then you gone
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| Who thought we’d be fighting all alone?
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| Who don’t know the rights from the wrong?
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| Truth comes to the light behind it all
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| How much more do you want?
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| You wanna send us back to where we came from
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| 'Cause we just savages
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| Well here’s my ass to kiss, yeah, yeah
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| I’m made of gold, my nigga
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| I go back home, I’m a goldmine, nigga
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| We taking all the land back they stole, my nigga
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| 'Cause what you reap now is what you sow, my nigga
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| Where your soul, my nigga? |
| Goddamn
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| One life to live, just don’t settle (Buck, buck)
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| One life, I’ma live forever
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| Stand for something, fall for nothing, no
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| Rest in peace the dead, that’s on my soul
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| You only die once and then you gone
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| Who thought we’d be fighting all alone?
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| Who don’t know the rights from the wrong?
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| Truth comes to the light behind it all
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| If I ruled the world
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| I would go return all of the gold that was stole
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| Reupholster the nose on the Sphinx, it’s a world war
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| Huh, they tryna take the soul out of soul
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| Niggas say I sold out, I never sold out a show
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| Even though people drove out in droves
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| Plus a whole lotta hoes, I suppose
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| «On the road to success, you gotta pay the toll,» I was told
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| I don’t hang with pawns, I’m Genghis Khan
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| Slang with a gang of cons that came with guns
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| Who speak the language from the ancient ones
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| Dangerous, huh? |
| We shinin', nigga, shame the sun
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| Do I move D or stay in Saint Laurent?
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| 'Cause y’all fashion week and this ain’t Milan
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| Calusa to your Juan Ponce De Léon
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| Make sure it’s peppercorn sauce on my filet mignon, my nigga
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| One life to live, just don’t settle (Buck, buck)
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| One life, I’ma live forever
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| Stand for something, fall for nothing, no
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| Rest in peace the dead, that’s on my soul
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| You only die once and then you gone
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| Who thought we’d be fighting all alone?
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| Who don’t know the rights from the wrong?
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| Truth comes to the light behind it all
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| My first reaction, raise my hands up along with my antenna
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| Sinner 'cause we born sinners, killers 'cause we want dinner
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| Try to warn niggas, better keep on growin'
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| Try to stay away from foreign, nigga
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| Better recognize when the Devil show his horns
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| He enjoying his whores like Donald Goines
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| There’s a difference 'tween yours and Tomeka and Lauren
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| Young Warren Buffet in his prime, you ain’t even know it
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| How she supposed to get thick? |
| You just be feedin' her corn
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| With your corny ass get robbed while she fuckin' on your horny ass
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| Go to jail, tell it all before you ask for your attorney ass
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| Nigga, look, you could never be me
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| Knew who I was 'fore I got out the trap to sell a CD
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| I been shoulder-shoulder with gangstas facin' LAPD
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| Felony after felony, still they be yelling me free
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| Now my philosophy is, «No possession, no apostrophe»
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| 'Cause ain’t no use in being in prison, you ain’t gotta be
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| Ironically, we dodging crazy crackers with hammers
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| Just how they used to dodge nigga with braids and bandanas
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| Man, it been more mass killin' than it’s days in the year
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| Wonder if fighting for it worth as much as leaving it here
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| I’m sayin'
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| One life to live, just don’t settle (Buck, buck)
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| One life, I’ma live forever
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| Stand for something, fall for nothing, no
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| Rest in peace the dead, that’s on my soul
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| You only die once and then you gone
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| Who thought we’d be fighting all alone?
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| Who don’t know the rights from the wrong?
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| Truth comes to the light behind it all
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| Brothers and sisters, I don’t know what this world is coming to
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| Truth comes to the light behind it all |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Savage, artist - Royce 5'9. Album song The Allegory, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп