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Savage
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Savage was released on June 3, 2019 by UnderPressure/ HardWorkClockWork Ent as a part of the album Thug Poetry Tape
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dorian Jarrel Mathis
Dorian Jarrel Mathis
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Lyrics

I'm this word, definition, state of prison, bitches go bananas
When I push my shit in no extension' I'm from the future, ****, I keep it stickin
Star Wars, attachment, stars so prophylactic Asthmatic, gas, magic, SeizureMatic
Glamour, status, blue, magic, hit classes, Dunstradomous prevents
No lackin, lyrical base, amongst kings Diamond rings, Dun, you a superstar
Ridin' foreign car, shining star, shootin' star Me a' against all odds, ****, I'm your top dog
Lipstick on the collar, you're hostile, your **** ridin' Impala, your perfect installer
Crack head, method is so digital Bussin' minerals, Nazareth, Savage motherfuckers
Goin' mental, film was tooken by Kodak Black, the black, was fadeing, spitting
Shit, then I finally made it, uh, yeah, uh, shh
I do the shit till I collapse, I light, another mean L
I ring another dumb bell L, relaxed, then I prevail
Forever better Dunn, you would never fail I throw a couple shots to a couple MCs
Compared to me, they just another flea
The verbal intercourse, your body's at war Dun imperfections, the intercession the mind
Now I'm a lethal weapon, these **** dyin' in minor seconds
The actual factuals, ****, fake made of Plastic gold, albums ain't never sold
I smoke a golden leaf, then I unfold The fire, brimstone, then carry the throne
Dunn, un-luxury, face clone, Dunn tha a ruler of the higher power
Burn, mad, ether, your lyrics basic ancient rest, many dead bodies, sell many cases
From the red, the brown-skinned dark, your cover is art
Only here for two seconds, break your bones apart
Where should I start? First, it was pitch black
Then I stand post, knock, notch, God, my Beretta, was scarred
Cash we living large, Dunstradomous Movin' to another distribution
Spendin' money, never losin' Smokin' Cuban, Cigar, BM, Jaguars
The cash was livin' large Candy caviar, throwin' shots at Jigsaw
Every line was written, was hella raw **** got tied up in ropes
**** got that torp, soft as toilet tissue Bringin nothin' but issues
Spittin ' nothin' but bullet' holes and pullin' missiles
Mandatory to love is very mandatory It's property, grand lostly
**** can't really fuck with me Killa Dunn, ****, you oughta be
So I start your mission, and end your mission
And end your goddamn war
Written by: Dorian Jarrel Mathis
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