Wisemen - Salute Freestyle lyrics

rate me

[Salute]If you digest my flow, shit will hit your spotI spit from the wrist nigga meaning I'm hotNo need to worry, need to question all the shit that I gotBecame a vet, real humble, laying low on the blockAin't been the same since my mama fell short to a shotThe sexy gone and I'm living the pain won't stopMove out the 'jects but a nigga still carry a glockSo if you run up on me ill-advised you're sure to get poppedA 9 to 5, game's slow, so I turned to drugsAll day on the grind, making moves with thugsNo turning back, 'cause the game got a nigga too deepSeeing faces, hearing voices from the shots in my sleepThe weed smoke keep me insane but it calms the painBut when the highway's off just the same old thingNiggas dying, bitches lying, still I'm trapped in the shellThough I'm living the flesh, my soul's dying in hellHolla at ya man!