Diatribe The Phantom Stranger - Savages Lyrics

Yeah
Yo
Straight savages

I was raised with savages
Raw uncut, subtracted all the additives
Y'all don't want no static with a masochist
The more that they hate, the more happy I get
Ignore what they say, cause they're out of their depth
Born to be great, do the math in your head
It's no goddamn accident
I beat the law of averages
I'm talented and passionate
An activist, an advocate
Intelligent, attractive, and I'm eloquent
I mastered all the elements, and I'm humble to boot
Where are you from? Who are you to
Judge what I've done, what I've been through
You don't have a clue, what would you do
You'd stumble and run if you jumped in my shoes
None of your dudes, not one in your crew
Are standing tall like a man at all
You can barely walk on the ground I'm standing on
When I'm breaking down all barriers
I slam through walls like a cannonball
Causing damage where I've gone

I was raised with savages, savages, savages
Nothing but straight savages, savages, savages
Can't outrun these savages, savages, savages
Y'all don't know about savages, savages, savages

I was raised with savages, savages, savages
Nothing but straight savages, savages, savages
Can't outrun these savages, savages, savages
Y'all don't know about savages, savages, savages

I am just an aggregate of what happens when
They trap you in your inhabitants
Arrows slinging past the fence from a battlement
Of a castle meant to establish defense
They'll bash in your head or stab you to death
You can laugh at the threat till you're gasping for breath
Ravenous scavengers slash at your flesh
Fought to survive to get out of that mess
Against masculine men who scrap with their fists
You gossip and whine and just act like a bitch
Who's never been slapped and keeps flapping his lips
You can act like you ain't scared of nothing
But spare your judgment
Cause where I'm from
You ain't man enough to handle what I deal with punk
I'm a miracle compared to some
Feel the blows and manage to keep standing up
You can sneer and jeer but really I ain't hearing ya
Cause I'm in France or Panama
Iceland, Ireland, Amsterdam or the Yucatan Peninsula
The truth is I don't give a f*ck just because

I was raised with savages, savages, savages
Nothing but straight savages, savages, savages
Can't outrun these savages, savages, savages
Y'all don't know about savages, savages, savages

I was raised with savages, savages, savages
Nothing but straight savages, savages, savages
Can't outrun these savages, savages, savages
Y'all don't know about savages, savages, savages

I've had knives pulled to my throat by psychos
In a cycle of violence so frightful
You might just be mindful to stifle
The snide little lines that can slide from your piehole
You ain't lived my life so you don't know
What it's like to have to fight for survival
Put an ice pack to eyes swollen
From blindsided sly raps
Took an nice crack to my nose
And I got the scars to prove
You don't know who you're talking to
But you're snarking and rude
You started a feud
That's sparking the fuse
I'm known to explode so you oughta be cool