SAVAGERY
- Thread starter Gold Deez
- Start date
I think these are accurate. My apologies to Mr. Maja if any of it is incorrect......
It's all about that Savagery, shit to soak,
It's all about that Savagery, shit I spill...
I slide through, rantin' and ravin', embracin' a jug
of swine's wine
I chunk fists, I dump quick, I tongue twist if your
bitch tight
Tweak through various labyrinths of sanity off of that
bad weed
My niggas be fools and wreak havoc and react to static
savagely
Strategies encompass, chest protectors never gloveless
Through enemy districts, stomp you senseless, when Dr.
Heckler's finished
Operatin', placin' ammo off in your shirt I stain em
Commandos like myself can give a mothafuck what you
claimin'
Motivated off combustible Helium from the tip of this
leaf
Far fetched anger, got me tryin' to stop the way ya
breath
Find me in tarantula form, crawlin' around I'm weavin'
webs
In a black uniform ready to ambush anything with lead
This Sicc N Sane shit I'm takin' it back to the way it
was
I do the same shit, twist with a strap show no love
I'm of a hogg breed, clap you with the millamete, high
speed through the street, yellow tape, SAVAGERY...
It's all about the Savagery, shit to soak, get out ya
sponge fill up ya lungs with that smoke
It's all about the Savagery, shit I spill, If ya feel,
get in ya mask, blast ya gat, spin ya wheel
It's all about that Savagery, shit to soak.....
Straighten up and observe how niggaz get treated like
blunts flamed up, like a blood gang, blood stained,
when I do my GIVE A FUCK thang
No love mane, peel open my chest plate
Bitch find frozen arteries, check mate
Yo position with a tech nine you don't want to part of
me
It's hard to breath, when I chief hay, yeah some of
that green nade
Skirt down the freeway, lounge, get back to where G's
lay down
I'm sicker than leukemia, my squad more thick than
week old grits
Crushin' pedals in a stolen Bimmer, a hogg more
flagrant than late hits
Get ya block stitched, altered, sutured
I torture shit, with a pair of ordinance
Toss shit at ya map coordinace, get floored and shit
like Lennox
And when these clips get finished, pistol whip shit,
with the quickness, pull sick shit on you bitches
Oh yeah yall some bitches, I said that feelize I meant
it
Peeled eyes wide I give credit to my Dad, he gave me
this gun fetish
Projected to peel lettuce, shred shit with auto
Gadgetry
Ball you up vicious like number 3 on the 6ers with
this Savagery.......
Chorus....
It's all about that Savagery, shit to soak,
It's all about that Savagery, shit I spill...
I slide through, rantin' and ravin', embracin' a jug
of swine's wine
I chunk fists, I dump quick, I tongue twist if your
bitch tight
Tweak through various labyrinths of sanity off of that
bad weed
My niggas be fools and wreak havoc and react to static
savagely
Strategies encompass, chest protectors never gloveless
Through enemy districts, stomp you senseless, when Dr.
Heckler's finished
Operatin', placin' ammo off in your shirt I stain em
Commandos like myself can give a mothafuck what you
claimin'
Motivated off combustible Helium from the tip of this
leaf
Far fetched anger, got me tryin' to stop the way ya
breath
Find me in tarantula form, crawlin' around I'm weavin'
webs
In a black uniform ready to ambush anything with lead
This Sicc N Sane shit I'm takin' it back to the way it
was
I do the same shit, twist with a strap show no love
I'm of a hogg breed, clap you with the millamete, high
speed through the street, yellow tape, SAVAGERY...
It's all about the Savagery, shit to soak, get out ya
sponge fill up ya lungs with that smoke
It's all about the Savagery, shit I spill, If ya feel,
get in ya mask, blast ya gat, spin ya wheel
It's all about that Savagery, shit to soak.....
Straighten up and observe how niggaz get treated like
blunts flamed up, like a blood gang, blood stained,
when I do my GIVE A FUCK thang
No love mane, peel open my chest plate
Bitch find frozen arteries, check mate
Yo position with a tech nine you don't want to part of
me
It's hard to breath, when I chief hay, yeah some of
that green nade
Skirt down the freeway, lounge, get back to where G's
lay down
I'm sicker than leukemia, my squad more thick than
week old grits
Crushin' pedals in a stolen Bimmer, a hogg more
flagrant than late hits
Get ya block stitched, altered, sutured
I torture shit, with a pair of ordinance
Toss shit at ya map coordinace, get floored and shit
like Lennox
And when these clips get finished, pistol whip shit,
with the quickness, pull sick shit on you bitches
Oh yeah yall some bitches, I said that feelize I meant
it
Peeled eyes wide I give credit to my Dad, he gave me
this gun fetish
Projected to peel lettuce, shred shit with auto
Gadgetry
Ball you up vicious like number 3 on the 6ers with
this Savagery.......
Chorus....