paroles de chanson Savage Traditions - Pete Da Sav

You getting too close, step the fuck back
I'm on the verge of the attack another trophy on the rack
Neck deep in this game I got savage traditions
Make it hotter than a heat wave creep up on competition
You getting too close, step the fuck back
I'm on the verge of the attack another trophy on the rack
Neck deep in this game I got savage traditions
Make it hotter than a heat wave creep up on competition

As I get older, wonder if I'm drifting further
Feeling like a Rebel scarfing plant based burgers
Like John Wick excomunicado, no dilly dallé
Old school like rally rims first place at the finale
Never been a punk I'm the coolest on campus
Females jocking my style on they brain hippocampus
Quenching like Cider beer got me hella buzzed
In my zone watch me, how I do what I does
Taking me on dummy that's muy peligroso
Bozo, then you get burned like no ozone
I be in the breeze fresher than Lake Tahoe
Grinding's my trabajo I'm a down ass vato
Loco when I'm on a Mission lean like cholo
Even when I'm solo move weight by the boat loads
Bank deposits 'cause it's known I gets dinero
Everything entero no fronting limosnero

You getting too close, step the fuck back
I'm on the verge of the attack another trophy on the rack
Neck deep in this game I got savage traditions
Make it hotter than a heat wave creep up on competition
You getting too close, step the fuck back
I'm on the verge of the attack another trophy on the rack
Neck deep in this game I got savage traditions
Make it hotter than a heat wave creep up on competition

My game's clean immaculate for the glory have guts
Cover my bases for my raps they go nuts
Sprinkle like gold dust they fiend for this shit
In the booth making hits mast cats would've quit
Got the nine on the spine if a fool wanna trip
I don't slip I got grip when dumping the clip
Fully equip I'm like a warship gunning
Now I got them running fool I wasn't bluffing
They hoofing and puffing I might blow this bitch down
Still rep'in Oak-Town, Latin-X my skin's brown
Aztec warrior mestizo in my DNA
Made it through doomsday many homies past away
In the Bay here to stay got more chips than Frito-Lay
When my songs play hit replay, flights with no delay
It's a long get away Tom Hanks in Castaway
I'll pull up valet in an Old School Chevrolet

You getting too close, step the fuck back
I'm on the verge of the attack another trophy on the rack
Neck deep in this game I got savage traditions
Make it hotter than a heat wave creep up on competition
You getting too close, step the fuck back
I'm on the verge of the attack another trophy on the rack
Neck deep in this game I got savage traditions
Make it hotter than a heat wave creep up on competition

Lies, confusion, oppression, broken treaties
We became a treat so they feed us diabetes
Cointelpro they blew us up like graffiti
And it's smelling shitty did us worse than Mussolini
Freedom is another word for nothing else to lose
Uranium from Plutonium our land was misused
Making nuclear bombs like we dispensable
Now I'm the result and my AIM's unforgettable

Haha
Motherfuckers thought we forgot
Like we went to sleep and never woke up
Shit, Fuck that