Savages - Intellectual

[Chorus: Gunplay]

In the beast's abdomen sleep is hazardous

When you share air with dealers, fiends, and savages

Savage, Black Sabbath, my automatic now that's damage

Blam blam em for ham sandwich

Feinds, rocks, at the end of broken antennae

In my hood we ain't flaggin' with no bandannas

Only bandanna on a face behind the damn hammer

Still pull up to the corner store with a peel top

Baseheads still asking me if I still got it

Big gun with the little dot

Never saw Arkansas, but I got a Little Rock

Stones bout as clear as some deer park

I pull the oak out and slap you with the still part

Ain't nothin' poppin' if I ain't poppin'

If the work's off ain't droppin'

You got guns but they ain't choppers

You got goons but they ain't goblins

In the beast's abdomen sleep is hazardous

When you share air with dealers, fiends, and savages

[Verse 2: Cormega] :

Only lavishness civilizes savages

In my mind is a plan to expand and get adequate land in Africa

Till then I'm still enlightened with rappin'

My word is scripture my nerve genuine in character

Realness from dealin’ to the pen

Now I get deals cause my pen is immaculate

Health is wealth, broke niggas are sick

Rappers are liars, I’m a known street nigga that spits

On the throne with poems or with the chrome put holes in expensive clothes

I’m in a different zone presidential suites

Niggas tellin’ when there’s beef so I’m sendin’ drones

My reputation written in stone not a rapbook

It’s deep how they lives and they rhymes don’ add up

They legs weak when it’s time to stand up

Real recognize real whether triumph or failure

In the beast's abdomen sleep is hazardous

When you share air with dealers, fiends, and savages