Saigon

Saigon - So Cruel lyrics

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[Saigon:]

I'm the same kid that tried to murder your brother

Now I'm on the motherfucking murderdog cover

Act like a non believer go head

Act like you ain't read about a nigga in the don diva

It wasn't for my rhymes neither

It was about how I cock the gat shot a cat back in nine fever

Why the source gave me rhyme of the month

When I should have got the rhyme of modern day time

Fuck these niggas

I could be richer than Phil Drummond and still bumming

And I know the difference between a bitch and a real woman

Niggas stay up 25 hours a night

Any coward could write

They bark but they bite don't devour the mic

I am the wildest in sight

Been in the pen so I can tell you how it was like

I done seen bloods faces pouring it out

Six in the morning CO's yelling all in account

Now fuck that this not what the song is about

This is about you weak rap niggas that's out

And ya'll bitches in the crowd that wouldn't give us no rivul

When my shit pop I ain't gon give you no jizzle

Nothing but fuck yous and bad criticism

Obama is the pres but I voted for "? "

I'm the meaning of lyricism

If it's somebody that feel different

Give him my digits

Tell him to hit'em

He can call me on the late night or early in the morn

And that's my word born we gon get it on

And I don't care if we don't get along

Cause ya'll niggas is cum

Ya'll niggas just ain't that strong



[Saigon:]

I'm showing off with static it ain't only just now

I don't smoke cigs but I'll give you a bust down

Creep by wherever you hang and bust rounds

You gone hear the sound of the pound now

Thou shall not fuck with nor say B.I.G. rhyme

If you ain't one of the sean's the shits corn

Moving right along my name Saigon

The future of rap faggot the next icon

If I could just keep that gun in the house

Or for five fucking minutes stop running my mouth

Shit I'll be alright niggas ain't tight

They don't write the kind of rhymes that I write

Right right I'm lyrically five mic material

Nigga you love the rizzle

And I like to give it to you

So let's make things nice and clear

I'm shitting on the whole game twice a year

And they scared bitch
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