Seven - Salute lyrics

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Seven - Salute lyrics

[Intro: Wrekonize] I don't give a f** who it is Anybody can get (anybody, absolutely) Ya already know what it is So don't ask [Verse 1: Wrekonize] You wake up to find no cereal inside of your box You got a problem, them Strange rhymers out on your block So good morning, get it in like it's 30 below Another ¡MURSDAY! is here to come and dirty your soul You see the haters get the genitals Back up off the minerals Rolling with the general and high off that medical Rolling all around the world and still rocking a flip phone Hip hop to the d**h, two-stepping in every zip code [Verse 2: Bernz] Pull up in the lot without my kin and crash a shindig b**h we on the clock and this is all official business I been on the radio and sh** has got ridiculous Got me in the mood to cause some motherf**ing mischief Override the system, d** with some sick kids You know what we on, we tryna make the f**ing hit list Write a couple songs and live forever in your pictures Pick another fight before the kick us out the exit [Hook: Murs] Walk up in the party with our guns drawn Might just leave a body on your front lawn I don't give a f** if they say we wrong You better keep your hands up when they play this song And keep your hands in the air If you know the government don't care If you got on $5 underwear But you're feeling like a f**ing millionaire And can I get a hell yea? (Hell yeah) Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don't care (Hell yeah) Keep your eyes on the prize, don't share (Hell yeah) Cuz we bout to take the crown this year (Hell yeah) [Verse 3: Murs] Second batter up, I never had a f** To give, if I did, sh**, you was out of luck I'm laser focused with mine like Scott Summers is The Cyclops, X-Men, for you dumber kids I read them funny books, they got the pictures in them Still pull the thickest chick in the sickest denim Then I spit this venom, like Eddie Brock does Had the crowd raising eyebrows like The Rock does Blood, Cuhs, it's all in the same gang Just brothers in different colors, we need to change things And this is Strange gang, talking 'bout my chain again Mine's fine, I got it shined by my Asian friend At the swap meet in the wrong hood I'm the bad member but still make the song good Good enough they had to sign me, better ask Trav I'm f**ing with these strong genetics like I'm in the lab [Hook: Murs] Walk up in the party with our guns drawn Might just leave a body on your front lawn I don't give a f** if they say we wrong You better keep your hands up when they play this song And keep your hands in the air If you know the government don't care If you got on $5 underwear But you're feeling like a f**ing millionaire And can I get a hell yea? (Hell yeah) Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don't care (Hell yeah) Keep your eyes on the prize, don't share (Hell yeah) Cuz we bout to take the crown this year (Hell yeah) [Verse 4: Tech N9ne] Gun is out, everybody running out Hearing people scream and shout ("OH MY GOD HE'S GOT A GUN!!") 'Cause they run their mouth, they throwing this tongue about like having some kind of clout (It's negros, we better run) He'on't want (he'ont want it) He'on't need it (he'on't need it) If they try to put a case on this, we gon' beat it (we gon' beat it) Interrupted a groovy movie, so we said f** it left it and ate at Ruby Tuesday's Snotty white waitress said sorry, I'm so blunt One of the homies singing YG's "f** Donald Trump" And she said "f** Obama" And we said "f** yo mama" And your granny too, 'cause we would never touch your nana, b**h Manager say we gotta leave Not before I get a shot, I get it then I'm appeased And he said "No" So I got somebody shot off the bar quick, lifted it up and said "Here's to you s**ing my dick" [Hook: Murs] Walk up in the party with our guns drawn Might just leave a body on your front lawn I don't give a f** if they say we wrong You better keep your hands up when they play this song And keep your hands in the air If you know the government don't care If you got on $5 underwear But you're feeling like a f**ing millionaire And can I get a hell yea? (Hell yeah) Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don't care (Hell yeah) Keep your eyes on the prize, don't share (Hell yeah) Cuz we bout to take the crown this year (Hell yeah)

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