Soul Savior

Album cover art for "Soul Savior" by Mr. Groove & Nakira Doss

Mr. Groove & Nakira Doss - Rap

Soul Savior

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Yeah Gr Un hun, unh I'm back I'm standing at the apex, the predetermined spot for the greatest As I stake claim as the best The illest lyricist I really spit flame Slaughter in the house of pain I accept all the blame I suspect that you came to hear the god bless the game So go ahead, bow your head and pray in my name My oratory skills are unmatched, this is deeper than rap I am the truest while the rest skew the facts I grind to the max, I speed to the finish line On my victory lap that orange flag's held high So shower me with accolades and gold bottles I keep a clear view through Gucci framed goggles And they follow my lead they follow my shine They follow the design scribed from my criminal mind You have all been criminalized Sentenced to a lifetime addiction of the dope lines I supply Hook: It's my time to shine See the lone star burn bright bring sight to the blind It's my lane to speed Moving so fast through the streets the grand prix should endorse me It's my game to win See me with my arms raised high I am the champion I spend my life living major So when your world is in danger, come here let me save ya This is phase two of the groovement Street knowledge passed from the scholar to the student Trying to best the master is foolish but stupid is as stupid does Now they watch the tool spit till they lights get unplugged Sex, drugs, money and murder the main ingredients For the recipe that I serve ya I treat the booth like a gun range I am the burner bout to spark it My phonics the ammo hit dead center the target Dome call I be on ya'll hat I split ya'll wig Your majesty is back believe I is believe I spit That hottness, hot shit bar for bar I treat the beat just like we beefin' I DECLARE WAR Then drop boms on civility death is the penality paid For bringing all that wack shit to the game I'm sayin', I'm slayin, I'm stayin' on the top Lookin' down on all you niggas hatin' watch me take a squat now Hook: It's my time to shine See the lone star burn bright bring sight to the blind It's my lane to speed Moving so fast through the streets the grand prix should endorse me It's my game to win See me with my arms raised high I am the champion I spend my life living major So when your world is in danger, come here let me save ya Bridge: Burn bright, aim high In the end, I win Burn bringt, aim high (aim high) In the end, I win (I win) Keep my eyes locked on the prize tunnel vision sight Pistols flame underneath the weight of street life I stand strong while others buckel underneath the strain Unable to stomach the pain while I shoulder the entire game I sustain excellence my body of work Is a measure of the verses I murk So get the body bags, toe tags and coroner's tape Another rhyme scene created by my serial traits (unh) I rock out nigga like headbangers ball With the four fith smith givin' applause This shit is 2pacalypse mixed with Biggie Smalls Ambitions as a rider life after death calls Everytime that I bust I leave the listener concussed And the airways stay underneath the mercy of, the mad bomber Red Tail squadron, Banekker clockin' HOV lane so their ain't no stoppin' Hook: It's my time to shine See the lone star burn bright bring sight to the blind It's my lane to speed Moving so fast through the streets the grand prix should endorse me It's my game to win See me with my arms raised high I am the champion I spend my life living major So when your world is in danger, come here let me save ya

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  • Allrounda Productions