Same Savages
• Written by 7ucid
You just the same fuckin Savages
Back pack rapper shit
I aint givin hand outs
So aint nobody havin this
I could put you on the map and shit
D D D D Dapper Kid
P P Pussy Ravagin'
I be killin dis
Murderers, killin shit
Chargin in the mill and shit
I be chargin, iPhone
Hope it dont die soon
Put in you in that pay phone
Tardis, spaced on
Why dont you try and trace me
I'm a fuckin legend, I'm a fuckin dead man
Rhymin to my death bed
I can't hear your bullshit
You should call me death then
Fuck those bitches restin
I'mma put my rest in, on the chest
I keep the peace like chess and check it
Mate you better check your checkers
Racial fuckin race I swear it's neck and neckers
Dare you fuckin say i sound like "they"
I sound like Jay, Learn my fuckin name
Try and burn my fuckin name
Say it to this fuckin face
Watch them turn the fuck away
I'm rappin second renaissance
they be like, "Where the songs?"
OMG, there the bomb?
T, T, T, T Taliban
*Yuuugh*
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7ucid
Member since January 16 2015