Salute Me

You don't understand the G I am
You chocha, need to see the G-Y-N
Leave the whole hood dark, lights D-I-M
Make you empty out your Dickie's and your Levi's then

These stool pigeons, got me on my new religion
Won't I stop you just keep on wishing
And this aint a fucking threat it's a straight promise
If you ever do that something to someone, you's a goner

I was raised like a son of a bitch but never snitched
Sociopath, always talked my way out of shit
And fuck the police I know they always watching me
Talking to that triflin ex she always stalking me

I'm floating through the ocean like the deepest abyss
When I thought about my future didn't think it was this
Blue chip recruit I was a 3-sport athlete
Then I ran the backstreets like a motherfucking track meet

I never won a medal, street general, salute me
Send me off with doobies and Uzi's
Beautiful til the funeral, salute me
Went to war always gave em more than what they came for

I never won a medal, street general, salute me
Send me off w/ doobies and Uzi's
Beautiful til the funeral, salute me
Went to war always gave em more than what they came for

I'm trying to kill this evil within me
But time after time it seems that evil keeps winning
So, game over, this is the takeover
Same soldier, bring you back to Earth like a layover

If God is the key to joy, I'm trying to learn my lessons
But I hang below hell, and I'm fly above the heavens
Tired of making lemonade, whole life of lemons
I survived by seconds, stay sharpening my weapons

Counting all my blessings, lucky to be in the essence
The worst resins got me ruining every first impression
It's like, every day a little piece of my heart deadens
The silence deafens, but the darkness it just beckons

And if it came out my motherfucking mouth then I meant it
And if I didn't break every damn law then i bent it
I stand tall like trees while y'all fall like leaves
I take this rap game serious while y'all at ease

I never won a medal, street general, salute me
Send me off w/ doobies and Uzi's
Beautiful til the funeral, salute me
Went to war always gave em more than what they came for

I never won a medal, street general, salute me
Send me off w/ doobies and Uzi's
Beautiful til the funeral, salute me
Went to war always gave em more than what they came for

Fake rappers yapping how they be telling the truth
Me I'm just hell in the booth
We at war I might violate ya boo
She talking sideways I might mail ya a tooth

Always felt like no one could love me no shit
When I die bury me face down and kiss my ass bitch
Gun in my waist, work in my sock
Knife in my back, don't you know the shit doesn't stop

Fire automatics, start static
Kush addict, asthmatic, in bad traffic
I track panic, take pills to keep from manic
Sanity is a balance

And I'm just here watching the world take advantage
And I just want to know what the plan is
Aint got a lot of time to make a move I gotta take em
Don't like the dice homeboy you gots to shake them

I never won a medal, street general, salute me
Send me off w/ doobies and Uzi's
Beautiful til the funeral, salute me
Went to war always gave em more than what they came for

I never won a medal, street general, salute me
Send me off w/ doobies and Uzi's
Beautiful til the funeral, salute me
Went to war always gave em more than what they came for



Credits
Writer(s): Kris Snider
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