Mad Mac - Salutations

Greetings from the underdog
Or should I say the unexpected
Least protected
Highly neglected
Never respected
Take L’s from lessons
When I win they don’t throw confetti
But I think they get it
Playing on my depression when facing rejection
It’s Crazy how judgement will Change your opinion of your reflection
I’m coming for your most prized possession
Turn that fire you built into a weapon to change your complexion it’s so refreshing
chip on my shoulder like a Boulder
The world real polar And it’s only getting colder
Bad news follow me like body odor
Pharma pills Can’t control her and if weed don’t console her
Just let it build up inside so it can tear her down when she get older
Yeah I’m the one you slept on
The one you wish you never stepped on
I wear grudges Like it’s pressed on
When I get on it’s headshots to ya dome
Ain’t no need to put no vest on
R.I.P n**** rest on
A door closes another opens is a mirage
Cuz damn my doors must be camouflage
I can’t see past my self doubt so I self sabotage
And I do it all without applause
In the studio drinking 40s don’t really matter if you recording
I check my watch every 40 and drink water wasting time I can’t afford it
We don’t push luxury cars no need to watch your daughters
Don’t worry about luck cuz drawing sticks I always get the shortest
Sticks n stones break bones but words make me get off the phone and step into your home
Through your hallways I roam
Terrorize your throne
Through your hair I comb before I cut your head off I whisper shalom
They show no pity so you switch your city
Just to get greeted by the same committee
Man hate real busy
Deja vu making your days real dizzy
It’s cold out here but they ain’t no grizzlies
Stay on your toes or they catch u slippin sh** real gritty
Swimming pools crystal vases in living rooms
With the black help walking around with sweeping brooms
Conversate about your share of hate Gathering in ballrooms
While Covering up ya insecurities with ya Costumes
Fancy cars pics with stars feel like I ain’t that far
Y’all let goofies in who ain’t even Up to par
Reall n**** exist But In the game its really bizarre
I don’t hide battle wounds I let the sun hit it so you can see my scar
Big money talk all these n*** think they Fluent
Kid spent rent money on a chain Blinded by your Influence
Walking through your halls Taxidermy all through it
I often wonder what it’ll look like with your head next to it
It’s not your fault you don’t understand my value
But if the situation occurs again and you still underestimate what I can do then it shame on who
They gone still find a way to Put the blame on you
Understood before moving forward
It don’t really matter what we looking for
They could have everything we need in the store
We gone always want more
Salutations N****

Written by:
Dominique McReynolds

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