Underdog Salute Songtext
von Kuniva

Welcome to the Terror Dome
Helping you breathe like a heavy dose of prednisone
No matter the block that you reppin on
You are now rocking with the most solid unbreakable stepping stone
I′m still the brother of shady so who you flexin on
I swear you niggas got it all twisted
Until you find yourself inside of an uncomfortable position
By the first of the month they gon be digging up your flesh and bone
I'm so valid never seek validation no matter
Where I′m stationed I'm greeted with salutations
This is nothing but greatness
Divine intervention breaking through to an atheist
Cleaning souls doing maintenance I don't care to be amongst your favorites favorite
It′s real ugly when I clock niggas Flava Flavin
I′m too godly to address hatred to false prophets
You're a rest haven but to them I′m still Wes Craven
I'll leave them more than mortified your homey′s know the vibe
The street sweeper will sweep the leg like it's Cobra Kai
I′ll leave the scene horrified without a 45
I'm in museums and google see I'm immortalized
Here forever and started this in my early days
Had to grind for it my old bitches couldn′t stick to the script
And thought I was nuts and now they all looking on with the squirrelly face
They old news Mr. Ferley age don′t be amazed I been a killer and I'm truly great
The attitude of Jalen Rose in Bobby Hurley face


Pay attention here you are now rockin with the truth
It′s been proven way before I hit the booth
Way before I tore it down with Proof
I was proving niggas wrong to all of my underdogs I salute
Pay attention here you are now rockin with the truth
It's been proven way before I hit the booth
Way before I tore it down with Proof
I was proving niggas wrong to all of my underdogs I salute

I′ll split you from your inner hater
I'll put your plans on a ventilator
They say I spazzed out on instigator
I′m trying to live like a short guy on a fast break only ball and layup
I got my wifey my daughter and got my son in here
Build them a future I ain't focused on them wonder years
Homies worry about they past fame looking lame
While I'm hustling for my last name yo we ain′t the same
A lot of friendships expired and I don′t need it
And fightin father time will get you Apollo Creeded
But I just father rhymes and give my worries to Jesus
I got friends in high places you are now facing
A king with no fear of any man
Who is cool like Jerry Lewis but will still blast until the Jimmy Jam
You hear me man I'm trying to go to Egypt see the sand,
You throw a little green in the air like Peter Pan
I took chances I took losses i whooped bosses
I shook hands in a crooks office who looked awkward
No doubt about it I′ll diabolically crack your omelet leaving catastrophic results
No cannatinic is potent enough to keep me calm I progress on
And dissolve through all your facades I am just Von
With no features a circle with no divas and no leeches
No pill poppers no blabbermouths no slow leakers
Just a real one with cold sneakers
Relaxing in his crib like it's the four seasons last of the flohicans

Pay attention here you are now rockin with the truth
It′s been proven way before I hit the booth
Way before I tore it down with Proof
I was proving niggas wrong to all of my underdogs I salute