Salute

(álbum: Lace Up - 2010)

Everybody know I, do it
Y'all thought he was gone right?
Y'all thought it was over
Let me tell y'all something though
When he say EST for life
He mean that shit
It's the return of the underdog
The voice of the people
And he's still 100 words and running
So y'all better lace the fuck up

[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Kells
Straight from the mother fuckin jungle
Fought with lions, tigers, and bears
Now I'm ready to rumble
Yeah the good guy never wins
I'll be humble
Whole city on my back
And I ain't gon' stumble
My hearts blacker than Ethiopian skin tone
Mama shoulda cut her fallopians
Knowing I was gonna be a problem when I get this ink on
Is Kells here?
Man please I been gone
And I'm never turnin back again
Cuz a block wanna trap you in
I done lost too many friends to the streets out here
Too soon to not know whats happenin
Call a taxi in
Get a book read the facts again
Ain't shit about us fancy man
Welcome to the east town
We happy in
And I'mma put this mother fucker on the map again
Heroes are remembered
Legends never die
I ain't dyin any time soon
What am I?
The hometown hero
Goddamn it with a legendary flow
And a name that's forever mine
Kells, can't nobody fuck with me
I'm on another level
Ain't nobody off of me
Propellers and feathers couldn't get you onto level and that's called company
Everybody I'm good

Yeah and when I step into the building
Everybody put they motherfucking hands up
(Put em up, put em up, put em up, lace up)
Yeah and when I come into the spot
All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
Kells
Who gon' stop me
Who gon' stop me
Underdog of the year
Call me rocky
Underdog of the year
Call me rocky?
Don't act like you ain't copy
Bitch I'm hot shit
You can't knock me
This rock bottom
Who gon' top me
EST be the team that got me
Who gon stop me
You gon stop me?

[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Everybody get the fuck out
Show me a rapper that you think is iller than me
I bet I pull their fuckin tongue out
Nowadays everybody be thinkin they balling
I came around and home runned on these players from the duggout
Yeah bitch what now
Hat to the side
Bags underneath my eyes
Got me lookin like I'm strung out
Can't even get outta bed
Without a pair of original chucks laced up
Then we lookin to run out
Look at who I brung out
Every show and every single city I step into
All the greatest people come out
Every single stage I'm on
I'mma dumb out
Yelling EST untill I blow a lung out
And that's why I love my fans
I swear my fans are my fam
Took it from the bottom
And we never goin back again
Lace Up Cleveland's on the map again
Kells

Yeah and when I step into the building
Everybody put they motherfucking hands up
(Put em up, put em up, put em up, lace up)
Yeah and when I come into the spot
All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
Kells
Who gon' stop me
Who gon' stop me
Underdog of the year
Call me rocky
Underdog of the year
Call me rocky?
Don't act like you ain't copy
Bitch I'm hot shit
You can't knock me
This rock bottom
Who gon' top me
EST be the team that got me
Who gon stop me
You gon stop me?

Lace Up