Machine Gun Kelly - Salute Lyrics

You all thought it was gone right,
You all thought it was over,
Let me tell you all something though!
When he says E.S.T for life,
He mean that shit!
Its the return of the underdog,
The voice of the people,
He is still a hundred words and running,
So yall better lace the fuck up.

Straight from the mother fuckin jungle,
Fucked with lions tigers and bears now I'm ready to rumble,
Man, a good guy never wins, why I be humble,
Whole city on my back and i aint gon stumble!
Aha, my heart blacker than Ethiopian skintone,
Momma shoulda cut her fallopians knowin I was gonna be a problem when I get this ink on.
Is Kells here? man please, Iíve been gone,
And Iím never turnin back again,
Cause the block wanna trap you in.
I done lost too many friends to the streets out here too soon
To not know whatís happenin.
Call a taxi in!
Get a book, read the facts again
Ainít shit about us fancy man,
Welcome to the East side what happenin,
Imma put this mother fucker on the map again.
Look, Heroes get remembered, legends never die.
Since I aint dyin anytime soon, what am I?
The hometown hero god damn it with a legendary flow and a name thats forever mine
Kells! Canít nobody fuck with me,
Iím on another level, ainít nobody up with me,
(Come on!)
The petals and feathers couldnt get you onto my level and thats cool, fuck company.
Everybody Iím good!

Chorus:
And when I step into the building
everybody put their mothafuckin' 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,
Stand up!
Whoís gonna stop me?
Whoís gonna stop me?
underdog of the year call me Rocky,
underdog of the year call me Rocky?
Donít act like you ainít copy!
Bitch Iím hot seat, you canít knock me!
This rock bottom, who gonna top me?
E.S.T be the team that got me.
Who gonna stop me?
you gonna stop me?

Everybody get the fuck out
Show me a rapper that you think is ill-er than me and i bet i pull they fuckin tongue out.
Now-a-days everybody be thinking they ballin, i came along and home-runned all these players from the dugout
Yeah, bitch, what now?
Hat to the south, bags up under my eyes, got me lookin like im strung out.
Cant even get out of bed without a pair of original chucks,
Laced up, lookin like Im finna run out.
look at who i brung out, every show in every single city I step into all the realest people come out
Every single stage Iím on Ima dumb out.
Yellin E.S.T., until I blow a lung out
And thatís why I love my fans,
that's why my fans are my fam!
Took it from the bottom and we never going back again.
LACE UP, Clevelands on the map again

Chorus:
And when I step into the building
everybody put they mothafuckin' 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,
Stand up!
Whoís gonna stop me?
Whoís gonna stop me?
underdog of the year call me Rocky,
underdog of the year call me Rocky?
Donít act like you ainít copy!
Bitch Iím hot seat, you canít knock me!
This rock bottom, who gonna top me?
E.S.T be the team that got me.
Whoís gonna stop me?
you gonna stop me?

Thanks to r34l sh1t for correcting these lyrics
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