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Savage Life - Cappadonna
Ni**a's are lovers are lovers are lovers
Ni**a's loved to hear Malcolm x
But they didn't love Malcolm
Ni**a's love everything but themselves

But I'm a lover too yep I'm a lover too
I love Ni**a's I love Ni**a's I love Ni**a's
Because Ni**a's are me and I should only love that which is me
I love to see Ni**a's go through changes
Love to see Ni**a's act
Love to see Ni**a's make them plays and shoot the sh*t
But there is one thing about Ni**a's I do not love
Ni**a are scared of loving themselves
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
Murder-land in the building let's go come on
I emerge from the womb then I snatch 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 yell for real you know how I did it
Drop bread on your bird head illegal wisp
Eat four legged beast take illegal trips
And I can't quit now son you must be silly
I ain't stunt's on hoes but they wet my willy
Yeah creep with me my ni**a

Tie your joint on for real conceal your face an all that
You wanna see what a savage like
But we're living in a savage life
They just wanna stomp your life
Ni**a's wanna stomp your eyes
You wanna see what a savage like
But we're living in a savage life
They just wanna stomp your life
Ni**a's wanna stomp your eyes
Yo I live a life on the street like stray dogs and mutts
Ni**a's face filled up with stitches 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's black fist tossing the green
Heard my ni**a l came deep in the feds
Keep the Mazda tight hold your heads
Solomon child's my dun-breed love spread through my hood ohh
Twelve for the pound kid three for the id-oh
Pop the trunk of the pinto he been slow
Came back with the hid I dro
Snatch pocket books hustle for dough
Big don from dirty island
Scrape you off the ground something violent
Don't even dream of don being in the mainstream

Go savage in the hood for cream
You wanna see what a savage like
But we're living in a savage life
They just wanna stomp your life
Ni**a's wanna stomp your eyes

You wanna see what a savage like
But we're living in a savage life
They just wanna stomp your life
Ni**a's wanna stomp your eyes

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 yell 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**k TNT f**k the feds
I'd rather die with my gat f**king a b**ch 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 ni**a get savage when he gotta survive
You wanna see what a savage like
But we're living in a savage life
They just wanna stomp your life
Ni**a's wanna stomp your eyes
You wanna see what a savage like
But we're living in a savage life
They just wanna stomp your life
Ni**a's wanna stomp your eyes