Prodigal Sunn - Soul Survivor lyrics

[Intro: Prodigal Sunn] Yeah, live from New York City I keep risin' to the top, the soul survivor Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We keep risin' to the top, soul survivor [Prodigal Sunn] Critically acclaimed, snakes tried to slither and vain Physically I twist up they frames and hit up they veins You don't know who you f**in' with, man It's P-Sunn, Zini the flame, catch me car, bus or train A royal flush in the game, it tames, sustain Heavy on the brain, claim, reign in the hall of fame And I'mma keep on doing my thing, diamond from the rough I can't get enough, we puff that sticky stuff The bigger the bluff, the quicker to snuff Face in your drink, and c*nt blamed for stickin' it up And that's the penalty for thinking you tough Me and the kings, gleem extreme, bean pack a mean 16 Clips, whips, drips, they call it the American dream Accumilatin' stacks of CREAM, that black redeem King on the scene, supreme, I stay clean Ladies love what the Sunn bring, better than bling [Chorus: Prodigal Sunn] I keep risin' to the top, my moms and pops said Give it all you got, give it all you got I'm from a block where them ratchets go pop Criminal cops, and cash money drops, cash money props Livin' the city life, we won't stop Makin' it hot, yo, I give it all I got Give it all I got Sleep if you want to, baby, we won't drop Non stop, we give it all we got, give it all we got [Prodigal Sunn] Gotta admit it, when I heard it from the mockingbird, it shocked me In thirds, the Sunn, lives by the code of the word And have you not heard, that your word is bond, and bond is your life Spit it precise, heavy like, blocks of ice Sunn an O.G., twist the honey, bury with berry And stay on the lurk for them Larry, Tom, Dicks and Harry's Treasure every move, body soul, rhythm and blues Big steps, brand new shoes and I'm still payin' dues They say if you, snooze you lose, so I watch for fools Smudgers and leechers, try'nna s** my energy pool Don't mean to be rude, but I tell it like it is for the kids Feature leaders on the rise, nobody beats the biz Graduated from these mean streets, make ends meet Zini gon' eat, and shine like aluminum sheets Since day one, I did it from the heart of the slum The spark of the drum, created the allustrious Sunz [Chorus] [Prodigal Sunn] His baby momma's leakin' tears, on his face in the casket Hit by the ratchet, another tragic, fatherless ba*tard Heavy in the hood, stash up goods, twist up woods Wise like the granddaddy clock, did what I could Do what I can, the Sun of Man expands his hand Did twice, one time too many, so I changed my plan For every breath step, I take, eliminate snakes Generate, food on the plate, then I stay fate Walk a straight line for rattlesnakes, half baked, cop real estate Cultivate, land, women and cake Moves to making, I'm still getting hara**ed by jake Cream meditate, never ever rest my case They call it the American race, some die by the waist Live for the chase, fast cars, drunk in bars I plan to go far, young Gua Arzh Dubar Shining Stars, inside out, you know who we are [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Prodigal Sunn] Soul Survivors, yeah, what up, Yung Masta Shinobi, G-O-D-Z-I-N-C, Inc., yeah Chi-King, 12 O'Clock, Brooklyn Zu, the whole Wu Two On Da Road, you know how we do Don't forget it, Franklin Ave Gates Ave., Nostrund Ave., BK Yo, we out....