Big Zay 305 - Eastside Savages

Try to figure out why people get so comfortable with half of church
They'll brave the traffic
They'll come to the service
They'll sing the songs

But they won't get delivered
Because some people didn't really come to get delivered
Church is a bit of a narcotic
On my block need a savior

We crackin' them basses
Daddy gone, then mama gone
The streets just don't amaze me
They get you hypnotized

Have you walkin' hypnotized
Teach you all the crazy things the streets had to provide
Throwin' up E's again
Chuckin' up B's again

On my gang gang stuff, but nobody seems to win
Who gon' lead the youth
Gon' force y'all to talkin' to you
I think you gon' need the truth

Mine up, re-up, gather troops
Lil' Jibby the shooter
Lil' Mama Medusa
On this block, it's just spooky

This here ain't no movie
Jesus really be movin'
I don't think you be peepin'
All his people be sleepin'

Holy Spirit be creepin'
All the demons be fleein'
Don't like the drink that we sippin'
I think you need treatment

From a higher dimension
My God that I mention
G-O-E representin'
Big Zay steady workin'

Cause I acknowledge not perfect
On the Eastside, never waited till the 31st
Had them savages
Ridin' round in the hearse

No thoughts of God
I was only worried about the fraud
That's Halloween on the block
Thanks be to God

On the Eastside, never waited till the 31st
Had them savages
Ridin' round in the hearse
No thoughts of God

I was only worried about the fraud
That's Halloween on the block
Thanks be to God
Hope you ain't addin' to the troubles on the block

Got them kids lookin' up to you and sellin' all them rocks
Yeah, you flashy and you clean
But nobody sees the pain
You teach them how to sell it

You abusing little brains
You's a liar and a cheater
Hope your kids don't feel it either
No regards for no others

You's a lying mistreater
I'ma give them all the light
Hope that it shines bright
On my block, haunted houses get delivered at night

G.O.E. on the mission ever since my uncle's risen
I ain't never lookin' back
You'll turn the saw in Sodom
If he leave me, then I got him

Gotta be prepared when he's callin'
There's a war out there
Hope you ready for the bum and big Zay
Standin' in the paint tall like Alonzo

Two threes on the jersey ready for revival
So I hope you ain't just waitin' on the hit
Cause my God, be too legit to quit
If you're drunk, you just take a hit of Jesus

Cause you don't really wanna change
You just wanna feel good for a moment
On the Eastside, never waited till the 31st
Had them savages ridin' round in the hearse

No thoughts of God
I was only worried about the fraud
That's Halloween on the block
Thanks be to God

On the Eastside, never waited till the 31st
Had them savages ridin' round in the hearse
No thoughts of God
I was only worried about the fraud

That's Halloween on the block
Thanks be to God

Written by:
Jose Cordero

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