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Monday, February 14, 2011

Saigon - Believe It Lyrics (Ft. Just Blaze)

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Saigon - Believe It (Ft. Just Blaze)

Oh
Clap

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

After the sunshine come the rain, after the fun time come the pain
I often wonder if it's gonna change
I caught a bad case of Smacking-Bitch-I-Itits (What happened?)
I came home, my wife got my daughter in shitty diapers (Damn)
The rice is still raw and the meat is still frozen in the freezer
I hate that I'm to close to her to leave her
Either I hit the street to do some pitching, knowing these dudes is snitching
Or die trying to make it as a musician
My living condition is not in the greatest condition (Nope)
And nah, I ain't bitching, I just gotta make a decision
Should I breeze past, hop out in a ski mask
Rob everything moving and cruise in a G-Class (Vroom)
But keep writing the heat that the street like it
Youngings is reciting my lyrics, so keep biting
Y'all niggas is thinking shit is easy, it's hard
One thing I know I'm a do is keep believing in God

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
You better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

After the fast songs come the slow, after the sad songs come some more (More)
This is the life I have come to know
Police is in Marquis', Chevy Caprices stroll
The young, hood boogers idolize Keyshia Cole
The rap figures throwing money in the air like it's pizza dough
People in the hood ain't eating though (Though)
I tried to help the labels see the vision
But they lowered me to a subdivision, you gotta be fucking kidding
They'd rather me pretend to be something I'm not
I'm the new Public Enemy, I'm different than Yung Joc

And nah, I ain't dissing, this nigga's up in the Forbes
Shit, I ain't made a dollar trying to rap for the cause
But in these next four bars, I'll tell you about Maleverly Laws
They enforcing on North American shores
Dog, if they can have rifles on their farms
Then I don't see why they knocked T.I. for trying to bear arms

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

Tell them wave at the artist, I feel like I'll make it regardless
Don't forget I'm the ex-con that made it the farthest (Yup)
Until the day that I lay with the martyrs
Or until the day I'm parlaying, playing with my sons and my daughters
I'mma remain the smartest, hardest working nigga in the business
Just Blaze, can I get a witness (Yessir)
See that they probably get it if I come out flop
Get dropped, go back to my block and get shot (Pop)
As they putting my body in that life-size Ziplock
Then you'll be saying "Damn, Giddy died for this hip-hop"
Or maybe it entail you to get locked
To another 20 in the rock for them to give me my props
Whatever the case may be
We do a census on who is the sickest lyricist, they say me
That's without a album out, y'all rated me
I drop one and I'mma bow out gracefully

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh
Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh
Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh
Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh

Wooo!
We on the radio

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Saigon - Greatest Story Never Told Lyrics

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Saigon - Greatest Story Never Told

I rap about politicians, how money’s their acquisition
To get it they gotta keep us without a pot to piss in
Strugglin’ to survive, 9-to-5, ain’t making it
Turn on the TV, all I see is celebs taking it
Feeling like they got all the bread but they ain’t breaking it
I’m taking it as soon as I find the oven where they baking it

We was brought here to pick the cotton
Now we picking the music for massa to listen to
The clothes in which he rockin’
We don’t drive a hard bargain
All we want back is crack, some more gats
And some more of that bullshit rap
The crime rhyme is still black on black
We need a leader like me to get us back on track
When y’all make them dis records do you know what you’re doing to black community?
Market and promote the fact that we lack unity
Them white people look at you and laugh
You look like a porch monkey boy dancing for cash
Wanna get on a record and talk trash
See him at the awards and don’t do shit but walk past

If I bust a gun in the hood I get Attica or the Cat
I bang a gat in Iraq I get a pat on the back
Best believe I know better than that
This a lesson for all my listeners – shit ain’t just regular rap
It’s the greatest story that ever been spat
It’s gonna teach the hood and at the same time make my pockets elephant fat
Go ahead with all the irrelevant rap
Me and my ni**a Just Blaze bring the true element back

Friday, December 24, 2010

Saigon - Together (Dear Black America) Lyrics

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Saigon - Together (Dear Black America)

Little white
He had a fight
The only thing
The mike is black
The kid was white
And even though the kid was …
They say … to right girls
He's on that …
Little shorty..
We're pumping pills
The .. was trying to get the ill
Modeling
She tried to suck a … dick
She swallowed … still
But nobody knows her
Her name is
My nigger can't get …
He's getting …
He started getting crazy
The … was dumb
The haters came and blew my son
I hear them come
And now he is a goner
He's under the dirt
The little Ray
Was really gay
Was fucking niggers on the low
True what they say
He fucked this girl…
The other day
He gave her the monster

Chorus

Me and you
And you and me
Together we can help the black community
Get rid of all the guns and crack
So we will be so happy together

I know a ..
From .. to one
Who started playing basketball
.. he came back home on Easter …
To see his mom somebody smoke them
Under the dirt
I know this lady Claire
From …
I heard it was getting worse and worse
Like ever year they took away her medical care
Like nobody loved her
It's crazy man
.. gangsta do
From … he was always mad as if he had fucking the …
He make a move
And now he is a lifer
They caught that …
And little..
To 44
We're talking like she liked to …
Rodeo she give it up to anybody wherever she go
Somebody's daughter
People say she a whore
But look

Chorus

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Saigon - Strength Lyrics

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Saigon - Strength

Say that you all
Thank you, thank you, I appreciate the love, thank you very much
But we gonna get into this shit really quick, check me out

You could get your body hurt badly in the hour
Ya make a scene like my rider Cavy in the shower
…Junior, before the brain tumor, … nasty as a crack pain tumor
I flow with the glistening glow, the position to blown on by getting some dope
Cause you know,
I’m dismissing the … no condition and go four plus four mo
… my biscuit … than I’m living before, and this is real talk, not no fake shit
I rhyme of such a complexity you are so basic
The truth saw from years ago, I don’t make shit
For me and none of my niggers is not known gangsters
For … prison and …
I left 6 of them go, know that I’m sick with the flow
Know I don’t stick with the …, know that I’m kicking your dope
I get bricks to your blow, … niggers …

That’s that junk, play right here
Cause you know, cause you know, damn
It’s a monster man, come on, check me testing

You could bring all of your brethren, niggers and cowards
… frame me … don’t be the towers
It’s in my lab … flowers
The difference is you fell in a couple of seconds instead of a couple of hours
Dug a political flow, I’m a lyrical pro, … but you know I’m original, yo
…All conditions that go four plus four more
… bitches … and I hit it before
And this is a real hawk got no places
… futuristic… you are so exits
A true song from youth ago, I don’t play brick
I never bust … and I don’t got cases
When I was in prison ago
I was beaten but oh no I was getting the snow
Down on a vision to flow, no … to go, go I just … fuck
Knowing my click in the shot is ridiculous yoh,

Greatest story never, never told, finally … ago
Greatest story never, never told, …

Know my shit coming, know I’m shooting sit down, know who it is
… don’t test me, just play, you heard me, word up man, we good, in matter of fact, we good
I said Saigon, good

Niggers see me in the hood and acting … good
I tell them that I’m great
And then your bitch dead lame with working that bad frame with the head game, great
We appreciate the love but more important the hate, that means I’m doing great
I’m still one of the few they love to underrate fuck it this all great
Staying put no food on my plate, can’t a nigger say that I ain’t ate, nigger who ain’t ate?
Here comes the great, old up wait nigger that’s great
If it wasn’t for this I’d be living this for the worsing
Spitting in a direction that … in the pedestrians
…question, mention the …
I’m from the old school where niggers call the fart poo
You got a sharp knife bitch, I could sharp shoot
So you could be on part … while I’m on river part rule
And I still put a bullet to your heart dude
You’re dog mean with a shark tooth
But the faggot don’t byte, all they fucking do is bark, woof
That nigger dead disappeared in the dark poof
Make a movie with a … ain’t no fucking part two
… camera can snap you
That’s the reason why your man got fans in Alaska
I’m straighting off 52 states … cause I’m great.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Saigon - Get Busy Lyrics

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Saigon - Get Busy

Now it’s the time
That you make your way to the floor
Show them what is for
Cause I go on

Chorus
Go Saigon
Get busy
Yo … get busy
Go get them
Get busy
Get get busy

I used to walk up town to see Mario
That made so more blow than the young …
From .. to Granada I ain’t carry …
You made us know all over the barrier
Cause .. Luigi was a real nigger
He took mushrooms they used to make the .. bigger
His job was to pick up the shit like a …
One day they hit Mario on a jack
Tell him they had his bitch
Want a hundred .. to get her back
He took it: what kind of shit is that?
This ain’t a video game lame
We’re gonna go .. the tack
He let us figure it when he took a drag .. smoke
What this is it? He burns a whole in a ransom note
Then we wrote with ease and a lot of poke
Yo you must really want one of this in your …
He said let my bitch go and see me
Somebody won’t be breathing
Cause I’m gonna call Lizy
And Lizy gonna call Diddy
Diddy gonna get busy

Chorus

I get busy like the mother fucker Sean Paul
You’re damn right about your boys
Ain’t nothing but a .. hore
So niggers.. you were called …
Lord have mercy on my folks
Cause I can get these niggers killed with my eyes closed
God knows I’m a gangsta to the ..
I’m very familiar I’m not a stranger to the war
.. I’ll do an old school dance like a …
Soon as I hear this beat it’s like it’s automatic
I get busy
Spin around niggers get busy
Let’s get it you can deny
Get busy

Chorus

I get up go to the bathroom
Move my …
I’m about to shower use the …
Bitching me I have a new …
I’m not spelling a word
Now use the vowels
This game ain’t easy
Instead of wining I got to get rid of these ..
Told the world that I’m so sick with the …
Watch out for the blog cause nigger is a …
Attention all heaters get on your boy dick
Tell your bitch she come in
She can play on my joystick
Up up down down
Left right left right
But that’s a whole another game
So when I’m done with you ..
I dissolve my card disappear in the dark
But I stay calm oups I’m in a Range Rover
That game’s over

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Saigon - Bring Me Down Lyrics

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Saigon - Bring Me Down

You’ve ever get the feeling
No matter what they do what they say
You know you’re gonna make it someday

You know the feeling when your back is against the wall
People say they love you but you ain’t convinced at all
Tell them they are full of shit until you get insecure
Call them immature is that making sense at all?
You ever felt like is you against the whole world?
Like everybody is scheming even your own girl
Your home boy seems to be counting your money
Tell them you ain’t got it and that you’re looking at your ..
I’m feeling like I probably needed even leave the game alone
Even beat the cheat the bank the chrome and get .. they know
How this .. go story in and out
You know what they say for now

Chorus
They say I’m killer
I feel I’m as high as I can be
.. as we
I can be no …
They aren’t gonna bring me down (repeats)
I can be no…
They aren’t gonna bring me they

I’m too high but it’s not from a drug
It’s not from a drips not from a night at a club
It’s not from abroad
It’s not from a cough …
I would tell you
But if I tell you
Then I got to kill you
I’ve been around a …
It’s ill like a vet it’s still wet behind the ear
Some niggers look hard
But I don’t feel frightened behind the …
I’m looking for victims
They could volunteer
Here’s somebody that jumped out the window
He tried to stop me
I waited for nigger shot him
Like I was a paparazzi
..
I shouldn’t have to make always an issue with the pistol
Just to prove the kid was an official tissue to the …
How this .. go story in and out
They know what they’re saying for now

Chorus

Monday, November 1, 2010

Saigon - I Want It All Lyrics

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