Salvador Dali / Huey's Successor

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

I been losing homies since I was eight
I know that you niggas couldn't relate
Mama cleaning roaches out of the sink
Let me paint a picture for you to think

The persistence of a memory faded
Enveloped inside of the face of a war
Niggas fiending for a basket of bread
Violence seated apparatus in hand

This a lugubrious game if you fuck with the gang
Then that blood turning red from that blue in your veins
Living still life means I'm stuck in a cycle but fuck all that
Baby boy making a change

Elephants heavily clouding my brain
My thoughts surreal like a burning giraffe
It's a foot race then I might be the last
So many caskets I don't do the math

Homies died every day splat
Fuck around with niggas whose rats
They might put a pin to your back
For a slice of the cheese

And they ask why I don't fuck with niggas, nigga please
Peel back onion have em leaked
Fake hood niggas like a peach, fuzzy ass nigga fuck with me
First days of spring, where a homie died every week

Gentrified zone 6 streets, disintegrated almost every week
Niggas that's a portrait I can't paint
Cause that shit happen every day
Spot in heaven know I'm running late

Gotta catch a date with my fate
Niggas tryna catch a swallow tail
Cause we all tryna fly away
Even if we floating in a grave

God get the fuck out the way
South got a lot to fucking say, nigga

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

Bitch I'm feeling out of body
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali
Bitch call me Salvador Dali

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

Bitch I been waist deep
I been way incomplete
I been in my mind
I might run that fade

I might go and shit on my homie killer fuckin grave
I might go ghost but I need yall out my space
I ain't tryna rob nun you niggas and yo fake ass chains
I'm out here tryna kill all the damn KKK

Im tryna get my momma out the west end by today
I ain't got rid of nun my demons by burning no sage
Cops kill us and yeah nigga that's because we motha fuckin king's
Stop thinkin so less bout yourself that'll bring shame
I know they paint us like a victim like we some saiyans
Took all our grandpa's and they got rid of our names

Look at the men they had executed
We just been losing our respiration
There no such thang as a reparation
When they had torn apart every nation

They put our skulls to the fuckin pavement
Then choke us out right in front our parents
I dont know but this shit is apparent
Even our youngest gone need some burners

Yeah the block its drenched in wasabi
I was too young watching damn toonami
That's when I first saw a darkened glocky
Cops held my uncle they was harassing

Who woulda figure they was the action
Toying with us like we milton bradley
Even the hardest they freeze at sirens
Thinkin bout serving they life in prison

Who the fuck these niggas lyin for
Lying on no jumper interviews
Tap dancing all on your interviews
I think you need a new point of view

When at the Grammy's I'm sliding you
Uncle sam he really bribing you
You got Fruchtman tryna profit
But I know that you dont give a shit

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

So much willie lynch in the air
I can feel the cotton breezing by me
I can hear the tap dancing from the closet
Ain't no questions if this really be about it

So much willie lynch in the air
I can feel the cotton breezing by me
I can hear the tap dancing from the closet
Ain't no questions if this really be about it

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

I see niggas I see coons I see death
Kill em all
I see nueces I seen crosses they the same thang
Burn em all
I see hell I see the bible I see much
Fuck it all
I wanna burn it all
I wanna burn it all

Let all those fathers out fuckin prison
Let out every single mother you got locked up prostitution
Let out every motha fucker that you literally beat because they color is fuckin brown
Let em the fuck out
Oh I forgot you got em systemically trapped
But under my coalition they'll killin yo ass
Mother fucka



Credits
Writer(s): Kelile Ali
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