Outro-No Rest for the Weary
Ain't No Rest for the Weary so racism I contest
You better have a vest ' cause I'll invest to your death
I'm Pete Da Sav and I don't play games like chest
En La Revolución we protest for progress
I'm the kind of Sav that lays low from PoPo's
Learning all the rules so I can find the loop holes
I ain't trying to go back to jail
But still get my pay on incase I gotta go post bail
Staying on my toes and never on my heals
Pete Da Sav cousin always keeping it real
You want to feel come and take a ride through the ghetto
I'm a different kind of fellow with connects like Pesci in Goodfellas
Might see me in a seven deuce Cutty Supreme
350 Rocket Louis Vuitton interior, so fresh so clean
All on a JOB chrome chopper dubs and my beat is so mean
Pulled up to the liquor store two Swisher Sweats
Two Swisher Sweats and a bag of trees
I see my boy Ollie and he got the Hennessy
Talk about another homie got shot on the block
It's mainy on these streets while we got a war in Iraq
But where I'm at if you Black or Brown you get jacked
Lock us up and turn us into deadbeat dads
It's sad but a reality, children live in poverty
We gotta rise over these suckas and take over authority
It's my destiny a Rebel like Che just like Kunta Kinte
I don't give a damn what you say
We all bleed so ain't no supremacy just a conspiracy
You better have a vest ' cause I'll invest to your death
I'm Pete Da Sav and I don't play games like chest
En La Revolución we protest for progress
I'm the kind of Sav that lays low from PoPo's
Learning all the rules so I can find the loop holes
I ain't trying to go back to jail
But still get my pay on incase I gotta go post bail
Staying on my toes and never on my heals
Pete Da Sav cousin always keeping it real
You want to feel come and take a ride through the ghetto
I'm a different kind of fellow with connects like Pesci in Goodfellas
Might see me in a seven deuce Cutty Supreme
350 Rocket Louis Vuitton interior, so fresh so clean
All on a JOB chrome chopper dubs and my beat is so mean
Pulled up to the liquor store two Swisher Sweats
Two Swisher Sweats and a bag of trees
I see my boy Ollie and he got the Hennessy
Talk about another homie got shot on the block
It's mainy on these streets while we got a war in Iraq
But where I'm at if you Black or Brown you get jacked
Lock us up and turn us into deadbeat dads
It's sad but a reality, children live in poverty
We gotta rise over these suckas and take over authority
It's my destiny a Rebel like Che just like Kunta Kinte
I don't give a damn what you say
We all bleed so ain't no supremacy just a conspiracy
Credits
Writer(s): Pete Da Sav
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