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savage life - cappadonna lyrics

[sample]
n-ggas are lovers, are lovers, are lovers
n-ggas loved to hear malcolm x
but they didn’t love malcolm
n-ggas love everything but themselves
but i’m a lover too, yep, i’m a lover too
i love n-ggas, i love n-ggas, i love n-ggas
because n-ggas are me, and i should only love that which is me
i love to see n-ggas go through changes
love to see n-ggas act
love to see n-ggas make them plays and shoot the sh-t
but there is one thing about n-ggas i do not love
n-ggas are scared of loving themselves

[intro: cappadonna]
let’s go, yeah, that’s what i’m talking about
everybody put your blunt in the air like this
yeah, uhh huh, uhh huh, yeah new york in the building
throw it up for all my dogs in there
murderland in the building, let’s go, come on

[cappadonna]
i emerge from the womb then i sn-tch the globe
throw darts for a living, never sold my soul
these rhymes that i’m making is the top of the line
i seek knowledge, study the ways of mankind
i scope clubs out see what a savage’s like
then i come back, i’m living in a savage life
to animals my words be the words of christ
the unordinary life, sensational with it
in the hood with yall for real you know how i did it
drop bread on your bird head, illegal wips
eat four legged beast, take illegal trips
and i can’t quit now son you must be silly
i ain’t stunt’n on hoes but they wet my w-lly
yeah, creep with me my n-gga
tie your joint on, for real conceal your face an all that

[chorus 2x: cappadonna]
you wanna see what a savage like
but we’re living in a savage life
they just wanna stomp your life
n-ggas wanna stomp your eyes

[cappadonna]
yo, i live a life on the street like stray dogs and mutts
n-gga’s face filled up with st-tches and cuts
but i love my hood though even the crack head’s fiend
we doing a bid here, my projects is mean
black buddha shop or a big fat doreen
twenty-six mob’n, black fist tossing the green
heard my n-gga l came deep in the feds
keep the mazda tight, hold your heads
solomon childs my dun-breed, love spread through my hood-ohh
twelve for the pound kid, three for the id-ohl
pop the trunk of the pinto, he been slow
came back with the hid-i-dro
sn-tch pocket books, hustle for dough
big don from dirty island
scr-pe you off the ground something violent
don’t even dream of don being in the mainstream
go savage in the hood for cream

[chorus]

[cappadonna]
we got the hustle game on lock, let’s go get dough
in the ghetto it’s mad blow and crime going on
we don’t mow lawns, might take it nice
where i come from be the slums of shaolin
mothers are crying, young brothers dying
some of yall people relying on religion
i’m in the hood like a pigeon, christ has risen
i sold drugs for a living, i was locked down for thanksgiving
times are still hard, dogs in the junkyard
alcoholics, butchers, crack heads, f-ck tnt, f-ck the feds
i’d rather die with my gat, f-cking a b-tch and getting high
far all the times that i couldn’t cry
all i wanted was a picture of me lounging in the vibe
two cribs, two chicks, big brick on my side
a n-gga get savage when he gotta survive

[chorus]

- cappadonna lyrics

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