[Chorus]

Black hoodies, black gloves, black shirt

Put you under the dirt putting devils to work

Black jeans, black boots, hat low

Fuck with the Savage Bros, get buried in black snow

Black hoodies, black gloves, black shirt

Put you under the dirt putting devils to work

Black jeans, black boots, hat low

Fuck with the Savage Bros, get buried in black snow

[Verse 1: Knowledge]

Burnin' on trees, ganja plant, no stick, no seed

Cheef the green leaf, mind state peace, contraband in my sneaks forever free

Ride 'til the wheels fall off or I cease to breathe

Waitin' patiently with a Nine placed in the waist of my jeans

I conquer demons, homicide chalk up the scene

One love, one life, one sun, one king

One shot, one kill, one scope, one beam

Warfare, another loss, another tragedy

Another victim to the streets, another casualty

Big shot, get your wig rocked

Full block on gridlock, hit spots until we get it all

Out for the raw, bitch your face on the floor

For La Familia, that's what I'm doing this for

Go through hell to reach the heavenly doors (Come on! Come on!)

I'm in it to win it, got to get it, better get yours

[Chorus]

Black hoodies, black gloves, black shirt

Put you under the dirt putting devils to work

Black jeans, black boots, hat low

Fuck with the Savage Bros, get buried in black snow

Black hoodies, black gloves, black shirt

Put you under the dirt putting devils to work

Black jeans, black boots, hat low

Fuck with the Savage Bros, get buried in black snow

[Verse 2: Qualm]

Meteorite shower the block, watch for the land mine

Jaws drop, feeble religions follow the Antis

Plan like, burn through the leaf, giving me slant eyes

Planets try duck through debris, go to my camp site

Space wars, battling comets and star patterns

Kneel to the pharaoh, surrounded by rings, call me Saturn

Plays pitchin' the skip button, shards up on the boulevard

So act hard, see to heaven to ask God

Meet your maker, soul controller, supreme holder

I move the paper, hit up the block like young Sosa

Okee-doke, a multiple blunt smoker, the chiefer

I'm on reefer, handle more wood than Bob Vila

Your all-seeing scope, your dope correcting your lingo

I ain't no hero rolling my dice hoping for cee-lo

To feed my ego, you need at least a thousand more people

Genghis Khan conquer your land wait for the sequel

[Chorus]

Black hoodies, black gloves, black shirt

Put you under the dirt putting devils to work

Black jeans, black boots, hat low

Fuck with the Savage Bros, get buried in black snow

Black hoodies, black gloves, black shirt

Put you under the dirt putting devils to work

Black jeans, black boots, hat low

Fuck with the Savage Bros, get buried in black snow