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Paroles de la chanson Salute par Russ Millions

Yeah, CHOMP 2
9th Wonder
Yeah, let me talk to 'em
Yeah, yeah

The sun is beaming down, I'm wrapped up in the light
May never be fulfilled 'cause with the mill' comes the appetite
Vanna White, I make a fortune, y'all just tappin' on the screens
She asking me if I'm a player, 'bout to draft her on the team
I gather steam from my shattered dreams and let it propel me
I got the juice like Martinelli, my success, it been stealthy

Under the radar, stay out the graveyard, my momma prays hard
I was in Brazil and women treated me like Neymar
Rockstar, Sammy Hagar, good neighbor like State Farm
So people go to war for me like Braveheart
I told the pilot, "Keep the plane parked", we out celebrating (yeah)
My shows are spiritual, you'll think the crowd's levitating (yeah)
I'm still accelerating, this ain't my top speed
I feel like the one, I can't be worried 'bout top threes

You swimming in calm seas, good luck when it gets rough
I swam through the storms and now the waves don't affect much

They mad I stay blessed up (yeah) they'd rather me messed up (yeah)
They tryna stop my movement, but it's you who's gon' get stuck (haha)
I stay in tune, they be chasing news
Pumping poison to the people, I remain immune
Homies carry sticks like they playin' pool
They play it cool, you never know (be cool)

You get it all once you let it go
You better grow up first, keep your soul nourished
Gotta watch your words around the media
They always got the phones up, tell 'em, "No tourists" (weirdos)
I told my momma, "Go purchase anything you desire"
Another million dollar wire, in the midst of the fire

The sharpest steel gets made, and I'm immersed in the flames
People cursing my name, the person that I became

Is someone who can get burnt but not be hurt by the pain
But I ain't gon' lie to you, man, at first it was strange
I yearned for the rain, something to reverse or restore
'Til I embraced it and flipped it, now it can't hurt me no more, yeah

I'm undisputed, you cannot rebuke it
Look how they saluting me (salute, salute)
Whether it's this side or whether it's that side
Look how they saluting me (salute, salute, FLYGOD)

Ayo, my heart's chrome, I dropped a .9 on my i-stove
Made it a half a gram, sure can't decide though (boom-boom, boom-boom)
Gave papi a half to get me going
Palm Angels was falling out the sky, one said, "Peace Allah"
Ronnie Fieg up the leg, the Johnny Dang's lookin' like Winnipeg
Cocaine pots were misbehaving like a ceiling fan
Spilling Vueve-y, let's make a movie, bitch

Go to JJ's, get a two piece, I'm tryna do me
Touch the two-seater, you never seen one (skrr)
Just bought a new house, new whip and a machine gun (brrt)
Never live life of a fiend, son

I played ball, I could've went D1
Until I sold D once, each one teach one
Sitting in a cell like nigga gon' be something (ah)

We doing walk-ups, no drive-bys today (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Eddie V's, jumbo shrimp and filet (and filet)
Catch a nigga for his jewels on his worst of days
Niggas came back with some big shit, that shit spray (brr, brr, brrt)
"Ayo, West, why your neck look like that?"
Corduroy toys peekin' out the left wing, we bling joy
What's the math on the balance is miraculous
17 karats to my ears, what's gold? That's just embarrassing

I'm undisputed, you cannot rebuke it
Look how they saluting me (salute, salute) (let's go, Russ)
Whether it's this side or whether it's that side (S.P. the Ghost)
Look how they saluting me (salute, salute) (D-Block, yeah)

Yeah, kicking on the mic', Mr. Wicked on the mic (wicked)
It's a undisputed fact, I ain't slipping on the ice
I can be in a snowstorm and feel hot (hot)
Yeah, I'm healthy, but I'm the sickest in the site (sickest)
Blicker and a knife and some Nikes and some weed I can light
Flowing with Russ, beat came from 9th (9th)

Told him I'm the tenth one or maybe the first (I just may be)
I could kill 'em with a thought or maybe a verse
Got the handgun, homie, but it ain't in a purse
Not a man bag, thought your man had your back
Then he saw me split up your front, have the last ha

Me, I'm in LAX
Just ran through New York like L.A. next (that's next)
M-I-A after that (that's after)
Cross me, then it's M.I.A after that (woo)
No Ghostbuster, not even with a plasma gat (uh-huh)
This a code red, I am a old head (I'm a cold head)

Get popped by a skinny chick who riding the moped (get popped)

Locked with no dreads (uh-uh)
You niggas seen the dread when I'm near
Ask stick-up kid, gave you thoroughbred, and I did (I did)
Lines, you know I got a brain for war
But I'm cool now (I'm cool) 'cause I got a chain of stores
Yeah, and we moving health in the hood (we moving health)
You salute or you gon' need help in your hood, it's Ghost

I'm undisputed, you cannot rebuke it
Look how they saluting me (salute, salute)
Whether it's this side or whether it's that side
Look how they saluting me (salute, salute)

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