IV - The Art of Savagery lyrics

Savagery, mastery Pursuit of living lavishly My girl look like a masterpiece Your girl install my tapestries Sike nah, hold up You don't know the half of me Couldn't care less what haters think Now rap game apathy Actually, I'll be real for a sec I've been broke a lot Hadn't had a steady income Since people said, "Go Barack!" Hate the man that lead the nation 'Mericans still smile, wavin' I don't care about politics Rather care about my payments Pound the pavement, never rest Dig your grave up, better than All the rappers who ain't go the Hardaway Now they penniless Jordan in the last Seconds of the game, clutching Like Lee rapping all over you lames It's nothing Double down, or gamble it What's happening now, I'm rambling Somebody call the ambulance I left the beat in bandages Cruiser, or a bruiser Who the loser at the crack of dawn? Power ranger, I just trample all my foes, mastodon [Intermission: LVRD BVRNHVM] [Closer: GnarLee] Promising popping kid Knows no better accomplishments Than doing him, proving it While looking heavily confident This is just the pilot, but At the same time the epilogue Bending whole careers Pushing posers back to an*log And if I say I'm gonna do it Then I mean it The Art of Savagery, you should Take a step back, believe it, yea Yea. Wa**up?!