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Song : Savage Lifestyle
Singer : The Game
Album : 1992
Produced : Bongo the Drum GAHD
Official Site : BBCSongs.Com
Release Date : Oct 7, 2016
Country : USA
Language : English

Savage Lifestyle Lyrics

Can you pan over a little bit
Look at this right here
this is a suburban type jeep
with a sharp shooter peering outside
of the sunroof with an automatic rifle
It appears to be a scene you might
see in Operation Desert Storm and
we’ve been seeing this all night

It’s a trap it’s a trap
Why they ain’t tell us red and blue don’t matter when you black
Matter of fact we in blindfolds
Bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets now they eyes closed
How you call the angels when it’s kings getting beat up
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his feet up
No way to dodge police brutality
Selling crack cocaine making a teacher’s salary
Mexicans hopping the borders in the thousands
Become cholos one button pendleton and they styling
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sporting corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun going down so them Chevys about to roll out
Fiends scratching themselves stumbling out the dope house
Niggas tying bandanas bout to put the drum on
Make it home ‘fore street lights come on

The way we living savage
The way we living savage
The way we living savage
The way we living savage

So grab that gun load that clip
Grab that torch light that shit
Grab that stick grab that brick
Throw it
It’s time to riot if you don’t see black owned in the window
It’s on fire
Start here end up over there
The smell of gun powder in the air
And just so we clear
This is pain and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware
And don’t care
Tell the national guards to disappear
We got guns too and we ain’t scared
So fuck the man fuck the President Bush and his legislation
Shit gotta change and we ain’t waiting fuck patience
The government corrupt I can prove it
Martin Malcolm Huey P Newton
And that’s why the whole city out here looting
How can we stand here and not do shit
All this smoke over the hood looking like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire they broke down
White people wishing that they was at home
Asians fronting like they business is black owned
Far from stupid we coming in the stores tripping
Running in swap meets for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars bats anything that break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it’s they ass
So it’s bottle rockets through the window
Kids that would never smoke indo
Fiends kicking in doors steeling Nintendos
Niggas robbing liquor stores with taped up duck hunt guns
City burning but it’s fucked up fun
National guards on the corner
They don’t know the hood they foreigners
We was busting at the cops before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flying over the hood they see us
Showing the fuck out cleaning the trucks out
Niggas mobbing down the streets pushing big screens and baskets
Staring straight into the cameras
No ski mask just pandemonium
Niggas looting what they homies in
Running around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who what where when how the fuck they gonna stop us
When the last 50 years we accustomed to window shopping
So we taking lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip ’em in gasoline

And set this motherfucker on fire
The whole world watching Los Angeles is on fire
Yeah yeah fire
1992 was you here for the fire

Standing on the corner with a brick in my hand
When my mother told me sit in the van nah fuck that
Footlocker chained up wire cutters cut that
Niggas crip walking where Reginald Denny’s truck at
Police cars driving by niggas in slow mo
If you white don’t stop at the light cause that’s a no-no
Running through the malls give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain’t have beef with the cholos
’92 fire lit the skyline
And why loot To capture that forbidden troop
Cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits your badge and them high beams
We out here selling chronic we ain’t have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burning you gon’ need more than Visine
We making a movie better than anyone that I’ve seen
Should be on ShowTime HBO Cinemax

Get a match we gon’ make sure that y’all remember that fire
The whole world watching Los Angeles is on fire
Yeah yeah fire
1992 was you here for the fire

Make me wanna holla
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holla
The way they do my life
This ain’t living this ain’t living
No-no baby this ain’t living
No no no no
Inflation no chance
To increase

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