Sha Stimuli - Savior lyrics

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Sha Stimuli - Savior lyrics

[Verse One]: These dudes spitting ‘bout they paper I spit a constitution They say that they a problem Well sh** I'm the solution They claim to be the best My best hasn't happened yet They say they push keys I hold the key to happiness They spitting wish rap, gun-clap, platinum I'm giving real rap, sh** that is happening They call me the present But I can make you absent with my words or my weapon Bottomline I'm abstinent They cannot f** wit me This is not an accident I am not an activist nor am I a pacifist I am just a pa**ionate ba*tard getting pa**ed the point of pa**iveness The heart of a slave and the mind of a master mixed Asterisks Star power I stand for this Wall flower Ask your chick Long hours My fans searching like bar bouncers now, y'all found it [Hook]: Let's be clear, you was waiting for a savior well he's here No need to feel fear, you was waiting for a savior well he's here [Verse Two]: They tell you that they getting it, I had it when I left the womb They be having buzz, my career's electrocuted I don't mean it's dead to you I just ain't no extra fool Telling you I'm stretching, moving, whipping, baking, getting loot They rap about they cars, planes, different transportation I could stand still and move folks with conversation They in the club, k**ing time getting wasted I'm in the club, but my lines, changing nations You probably thinking why he focusing on them He got his own career he should be focusing on him Look I had to go within, God chose me so it's Him I address what gets me vex But y'all don't notice these are hymns Hip-hop gospel, hostile, my arms are getting tired I been holding on, throwing y'all Armageddon's fire I inspire humans They just gonna lie to you I don't want to hide the truth Stopping me's impossible They could have the hottest beats, they get ill production But when you mention top emcees, you do not discuss them Maybe that's an untruth, maybe when these dumb dudes Hit you with these lines bout the crazy things they guns do Maybe when they bullets turn your body into junk food Or when they mention j**els you don't see that doesn't bug you So you be like oh man, yo you heard this new kid Then I hear his weak flow, then I feel stupid They just taking space damn, I'ma take my time people They do it for Def Jam I do it for blind people They made a million, selling children crack I'ma sell a million and then pay the children back They seeing color, white versus black I'm putting red from my blood on a track I'm seeing green, spitting blues, running laps Getting tan, pushed purple, kept a chrome colored strap Just so I could write raps So the fans go and purchase me But I watch my step, like I pledged in a fraternity Music is the universal language so a verse from me Is similar to any syllabus at universities See me in the booth and I'm standing making records so the fans could rate it Ran into my man just got his left leg amputated No exaggerating Told me he's a fan and lately certain songs I made got him through it So f** my aggravation, maybe I'll get accolades later And make a fortune spitting But if I do not I am fortunate either way listen [Hook]: Let's be clear, you was waiting for a savior well he's here No need to feel fear, you was waiting for a savior well he's here

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