SAINTS ROW! lyrics

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[Hook: K.V.N]
f*ck, all this pressure on my body
Movin' slo-mo, b*tch, I'm feelin' so godly
f*ck, what a shame, I ain't sorry
I ain't b*tch-made, so you can't contain my body (Ah)
f*ck, feelin' numb, where'd my face go?
My soul just took off to a place that we can't go
f*ck, summon everythin' I came fo'
Shakin' up the streets like I'm runnin' 'round in Saints Row

[Verse 1: K.V.N]
Yuh, lil' b*tch, I hated goin' to class
I was always in the background, peepin' out the glass (Yuh)
f*ck, sh*t I'm never goin' back
I done came up out of Hell, but f*ck a halo, I'ma spaz (Woo)
Yuh, I'ma live my life, sh*t, don't give a f*ck 'cause it's all on me (Yuh)
'Cause if I don't, I'ma just get p*ssed when it falls on me (Yuh)
You could feed me lies and stab my back, but it ain't gon' be (No)
What the f*ck you want? (Yo) Can't keep me down, word to my OG's

[Hook: K.V.N]
f*ck, all this pressure on my body
Moving slo-mo, b*tch, I'm feelin' so godly
f*ck, what a shame, I ain't sorry
I ain't b*tch-made, so you can't contain my body
f*ck, feelin' numb, wherе'd my face go?
My soul just took off to a place that we can't go
f*ck, summon еverything I came fo'
Shakin' up the streets like I'm runnin' 'round in Saints Row
[Verse 2: Wavehi]
You cannot contain me, comin' with a stick like 83hades
I ain't gonna trip on your sh*t 'cause it ain't it
Anyone b*tch, you can talk to the pavement
f*ck, that asphalt and black tops
We was comin' for they necks, soundin' like the black ops (Black ops)
You just mad 'cause I'm on sh*t, got a Rav4 with a blonde b*tch
We don't got big money, got long sticks
Talk sh*t, get clipped like the lawn did (Uh-huh)

[Bridge: Wavehi]
Load it up, take that stick then blow it up
Black mask on, put flame to the roaches
Wanna flow wit' me? Best be in the cauldron
Otherwise, get iced-out like a solstice

[Verse 3: Wavehi]
Take two, why don't ya hold this?
Rollin' paper, my diploma
If you wanna come and ice me
It get cold like Minnesota
Bet you wish you never showed up
And your b*tch, she probably pulled up
Ice was stickin' to your tracks
But I throwed in that locomotive, ah
I be lookin' like Hayabusa, match with Katana
I told her to choose one, did on my own
But she rock with a booster
Can't say sh*t 'cause I know I'm a loser, ooh
How you gon' kill my ego when it's already dead?
Fall back with a blade like my name, Johnny Depp
Don't talk 'bout a lame when your sh*t's just a wreck
Only say that sh*t once 'cause I'm comin' correct (It's on)
[Outro: K.V.N]
Hey, f*ck all this pressure on my body
Movin' slo-mo' b*tch, I'm feelin' so godly
f*ck, what a shame, I ain't sorry
I ain't b*tch-made, so you can't contain my body (Ah)
f*ck, feelin' numb, where'd my face go?
My soul just took off to a place that we can't go
f*ck, summon everything I came fo'
Shakin' up the streets like I'm runnin' 'round in Saints Row
Yuh, lil' b*tch, I hated goin' to class
I was always in the background, peepin' out the glass (Yuh...)
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