Survival Lyrics by Upchurch is the latest English song from the album “People’s Champ”. Survival lyrics are written by Upchurch while the song is produced by Thomas Toner.
Survival Track Info:
Song: | Survival |
Album: | People’s Champ |
Singer: | Upchurch |
Produce by: | Thomas Toner |
Lyrics: | Upchurch |
Survival Lyrics
Some see me as a villain, others see me as an idol
In denial ’cause I’m poppin’ every time I got on vinyl
Don’t speak if you can’t sleep at the thought of my reprisal
It’s a cycle, I act tribal at a rival, my only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
If you try to take what I made
I’ma take everything you’ve got
If you throwin’ dirt on my name
My shovel gon’ dig that plot
And I’ve been pushed to the limit, to the point where I’m literally
Destroyin’ the house where I’m currently livin’
And smashin’ my cars like I’m Whistlin’ Diesel
My head growin’ horns like I’m turnin’ medieval
And the crazy thing is, I ain’t gonna lie, I kinda like it (I do)
It’s makin’ my mind a dangerous place and in the very back’s a hip-hop supply kit
Medicated maniac, hijackin’ every single hater’s thinkin’ cap, they beggin’ for it back
To sing or rap and I don’t even own a platinum plaque, now how is that?
Some see me as a villain, others see me as an idol
In denial ’cause I’m poppin’ every time I got on vinyl
Don’t speak if you can’t sleep at the thought of my reprisal
It’s a cycle, I act tribal at a rival, my only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
I’ve been pinched over not picked off
Their ears broke and their eyes fogged
Every bullet, every one dodged
And some don’t get a respond
A diss from me make a broke ass
Of a new bitch in a new car
With some new fans, with some big numbers
Yeah, so big you’ll need a fenced yard
I got enemies wantin’ to be defeated
A L for me’s a dub when you stuck with your wheels spinnin’
They honestly still clingin’, my DM from them ringin’
But my coat don’t have a seat for your ass ’cause I done kicked it
Got feces on my DCs from MCs with lip rings
Shit beats, claimin’ their shit beats
Really that shit weak, I could do better
Even if I had a shit week recorded at shit’s creek
It’s impossible for a possum to take a road across it
Make it to the other side
If you’re scared of a motorcycle, my motor gets cycled
Fuckin’ blew up, still got low miles
Some see me as a villain, others see me as an idol
In denial ’cause I’m poppin’ every time I got on vinyl
Don’t speak if you can’t sleep at the thought of my reprisal
It’s a cycle, I act tribal at a rival, my only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
My only thought is survival
My only thought is survival