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Salute or Surrender

Duration

3:36

Genres

Urban

Lyrics

Verse 1: Check the minions, they stirring up disasters, Fuck what you talking, put the bullets in a coward, Stone on the head, baby mama brought the flowers, Trying to talk sweet but their words are so sour, Leave you disconnected, broken wireless router, I’m just talking shit, gun poking out my trousers, Swallowing the words fuck around and get devoured, You smoking silent mids, bass all up in my flowers, Niggas quick to talk, ears on my walls, I wish you would get caught, Another man down coppers running out of chalk, Snitches live in ditches that’s a lesson well taught, Carry a desert eagle but my eyes is like a hawk, Niggas scared and run, I’m like Jason when I walk Im feeling like a lion, you about to get stalked, Money out your pocket like this is all I brought. Chorus: Salute or surrender, respect or die, Gun to your head, nigga you decide, Hurry cause time flies, like watch the sunrise, Shades on my eyes, now don’t I look fly. Verse 2: Your bitch done got lonely, now she fucked the homies, Ring around her roses, clinical necrosis, Breath halitosis, house filled of roaches, Turn on the light explosion, that was just hypnosis, Now wake up, I’m done with the games, We don’t say names, that’s my campaign, I’m walking in the sky like I smoked the plain, The world slowing down, coca cola in my veins, I live to slaughter tracks, this beat just got slain, I’m easily inspired hanging out with mary jane, Picking up the words all up in my king james, Mask on my face, I walk around like Bruce Wayne, Tool on my hip, I’m in the sky like Bruce Wayne, All black whip, I drive around like Bruce Wayne, Fuck it I guess I’m Bruce Wayne, Fuck it I guess I’m Bruce Wayne Salute or surrender, respect or die, Gun to your head, nigga you decide, Hurry cause time flies, like watch the sunrise, Shades on my eyes, now don’t I look fly. Verse 3: My words are lethal, primitive medieval, You waiting on the sequel, I do this for the people, Writing on this easel, smoking power diesel, Hype me up adrenal, cold steel in my hand now watch me turn evil, Body with the beatles, we are not equal, Congruent abstracts, I’ll let the semi clap, And give em heart attacks, cause I’ll take your life, and never give it back, Ha I’m back on the track, eating up the bars, that was just a snack, Dressed in all black I’ll leave your head in your lap, Top peeled off like I’m talking bout a mac, I go hard in her mouth like my dick was spitting plaque, But my words are therapeutic like I’m rubbing on her back, Niggas getting lost drop the compass and the map, Imam keep running shit like my time will not elapse.

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