Saw - Roc Marciano

Yeah…

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

Yeah…

This shit sounds like when the gates of hell open, nigga

It’s that «Mad Max Beyond The Thunderdome» shit

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

Devilish…

Alchemist…

Marci…

There boy, Marc baby

Yeah this shit feelin' like the Reaper in the room

Shit gets dark

Like Death pullin' up

Can you fuck with me?

Never

Last days shit

Yeah…

Like when the sand of an hourglass is runnin' out

Yeah…

Motherfucker

Yo, swingin' swords got finger sores

The source is leakin' from my pores

Left the port with these Puerto Rican broads

My deepest thoughts is the secrets of peace and war

I’m on top of the heat, y’all beneath

Can not compete in the sport

Cop a seat, form a line to speak with boss

I’m a dominant elite

The Queens is like how much semen cost

Ride the cleanest Porsche

Prolly in sneakers y’all never seen before

Obviously I’m eatin' quite decently I don’t need y’all support

For y’all to get on the feast I’m the key to the door

While my Hennessy was being poured

All my demons were torched

My genes was reinforced by me pingin' off on a cerebral horse

Indeed the Lord he dipped me in seasoning salt

Don’t push me I will put hands and feet on a whore

My mini mansion is so clean you can eat off the floor

Peep the decor,?

imported from Singapore

The last of my enemies all she saw was meat on the sword

Safe to say we chopped it up a bit

The choppa dump intense tear the bumper of the trunk of ya Benz

Crash and hit the store front the business was crushed to bits

The hood of the trunk was sunken in

Like the cheeks on a fiend from suckin' a stem

Thin look like Skeleton covered in skin

The kid spotted you

In the scrubs I was bustin' a Pis' Juggler slit

Whoever think they fukkin' with this can jump off a cliff

Nigga

Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

(We ain’t goin' nowhere)

Yeah… Yo…

They tried to mine my talents like diamonds by the carat

Knew I was savage soon as I climbed out the barracks

Wine in the chalice, I’m in the Sahara with Arabs

I’m too arrogant for Donna Karan

I only respond if the bag is massive

Hov gave me a dap

Right afterwards he stabbed Un in the abdomen

I jumped in a cab with an African

No cap I’m just takin' it back a bit

The passage that was written on the tablet I crafted it with a pick

What my image is can’t be captured in the pit

I’m on the same pill Bradley had in «Limitless»

This the pen that printed Schindler’s list

I might stick the shiv in your appendix and twist

Finish my dinner, we had spinach and fish

I sip the Cris my bitches french kiss

Adventurous my fingertips bent on the end of the cliff

I’m still the shit no matter which way the pendulum swing

The ship went adrift and hit Gilligan’s wave

Gotta lift the yay with a shipping crane

Shit had the strip lookin like a traditional Christmas day

Turn your living space to camp Crystal Lake

Might pistol whip you to the base until the nickel plated breaks Pimp I’m in a

whole different space

I’m in a distant place you can’t come visit my cave

I’m hittin'

My nigga this is where the wizard stays

Shit is laced

Like something that the late Prince graced

Sometimes I pinch myself in Disbelief

Ooow

I can’t believe this shit, nigga

Huh crazy, huh

You know where I’m from, nigga?

(We ain’t going' nowhere)

(We ain’t going' nowhere)

Six fifty five, nigga

(We ain’t going' nowhere)

(We ain’t going' nowhere)