Savon - 2015 lyrics

[Verse 1] Check my dialect these rhymes timeless Homie check my mindset, n***a you could disect my brain You could see everythang is in the process of progress k** ya heart with kindness We are on a conquest with Con Men and Convicts Brother this is more than a project Mister this is Issac..Newton writing revolutions for the new scientist Hold up on the comments I could be a psychiatrist in a lethal environment But since we being honest, I just want to vibe and forget I got a conscience [Verse 2] Terrorizing these tyrants with my dialect Poetry in motion my motive started in 96 While ya'll spitting that non-sense for 9 cents a comment I'mma be higher than stars and comets And keep it honest a young n***a with promise With more dollars in the future drop the sense like Common You a comic boy you ain't king This reality young man this ain't dreams Keep it fly, Pilots say I'm an inspiration And I'm so hot nuns think I'm acquainted with Satan It's funny how money have your close friends hate you Enemies love you and some family snake you They hate to adapt to your path I just laugh cause it ain't bad when money changing the forecast Before hand I tell soft cats to fall back Before you f** around and have x-prints on ya ball cap And you're invited to read these paragraphs my bars are too sharp I could split you in half If I was spitting 16 and 6 ruptured your spleen, I could destroy your team with 2 bars a piece That's how a n***a eat 6 Mc's, n***a Thats how a n***a eat 6 mc's, the 7th got away I'm saving him for another day [Verse 3] Prepare for demolition I'm loading up ammunition Why these n***as worried 'bout what I'm cooking up in my kitchen I just finished the dishes and relocated utensils I heard n***as in the mood for some music thats monumental Yeah, something thats detrimental, plant it right in ya mental My team came in the building to see what we could get into Yeah.. murder instrumentals and rape a hoe n***as ego Grew up around 40's, crack residue and some weed smoke Cause we know n***as is ruthless over the C-Notes Shooting dice games the corner be the casino Watch a n***a soc a n***a over soccer tee's yo Trade his soul for soles, they looking right on his feet though Speak so n***as will know what ya motives are I came in this game murdering trap stars with bars Hazardous holocoust for n***as that wanna floss And since they boss dog, call me Cesar Milan