Bring Me Down Pt. 3 Lyrics by Saigon ft. Joe Budden
Saigon:
Yeah, y'all know what the verdict is...
Merciless verbalist spittin' murderous verses with no preservatives
I'm glad I could be of some services to you suckas
Cuz lately I been wantin' to murder you motha fuckas
In all respect, i'm like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
The meanest one of em all that don't get along with the rest
But now that me and homie done put our differences to rest
Y'all bout to witness two of the sickest spitters in the flesh
More features of my helluva guest, why would you ever just settle for less
It's food for thought, pace yourself, my album's at the delicatess'
Leader of the Now School, I guess i'm the L, O, N, S
Ya not on my level, i'm hot as the devil and yes niggas is hella impressed (I'm impressed)
I'm like aggravating the bull
Only thing can bring me down is gravitational pull
How does the Saigon story end
Y'all will find out soon as the chorus begins
(Hook)
They say i'm a killer
Still i'm as high as I can be
And y'all aint gon' fly as high as me
I can't be no realer
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (Ughh)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (Yah Mean)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (Sai what up nigga)
I can't be no realer (Check this)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (Real niggas do real things)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (JOEY!)
(Check this) Y'all aint gon' bring me down
Joe Budden:
Wanna talk about how I gain is not measurable
I come from a place where the pain became pleasurable
Me and success is inseparable
I put it all on the table so it falling is inevitable
I won’t fold for you niggas, my rock bottom like a goal for you niggas
I gave em jewels, but it was more like coal to you niggas
So nah I ain’t the same as your man
Let’s talk when you get a link on that chain of command
You got a sideline view so what I’m doin don’t appear to be hard
You drag racing against the rear of the car
Pumpin' your breaks fish tailing make it difficult to hear these bars
Nigga your skin couldn’t bare these scars
Getting beside yourself, niggas thinkin they the best
Digging your own grave playing jenga with tourrets
Out-matched, out-classed there’s nathin' you can teach me
In order to bring me down gotta be able to reach me
(Hook)
They say i'm a killer (Ughh)
Still i'm as high as I can be (Real shit nigga)
And y'all aint gon' fly as high as me
I can't be no realer (Guess what)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (Nah, one mo' 'gain)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down (One mo' 'gain)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down
I can't be no realer (Can't get no realer than this)
Y'all aint gon' bring me down
(What up Just)
(Sai, good lookin' nigga)
(Somebody gotta advocate the real shit)
(Somebody gotta be responsible for teaching the young generation what's real
and what aint)
(Niggas is lost out here b)
lyrics corrections by Chris Gant
