39 Chapters: Savage & Vandal Mr. Lil Kane feat. Chola G

Lyrics

39 CHAPTERS: SAVAGE & VANDAL

Mr. Lil Kane feat. Chola G

INTRO

Dark, hard-hitting beat

MR. LIL KANE:

Yeah! Thirty-nine chapters!
Still a savage, still a vandal!
Imperial Beach to Hollister!
91932!
Lil Kane! Chola G!
Turn that whole damn beat up!

HOOK 1 — MR. LIL KANE

Thirty-nine chapters, still a savage, still a vandal,
Living so scandalous, no candles for the scandals.
Steel-toe boots, put my feet down in the sand,
Lil Kane on the mic, I run my own damn land.
Beach to Hollister, rooftop to the pavement,
Drop the mic hard, leave the whole place shaking.
91932, let the whole beat bang,
Can't reach my level, better remember the name!

VERSE 1 — MR. LIL KANE (39 BARS)

1. Thirty-nine chapters, every page tells a story,
2. Never begged for fake love, never chased their glory.
3. Savage with the pen, vandal mentality,
4. Still moving with a purpose, no fake personality.
5. Came up on the coast where the salty wind blows,
6. Where the sand meets the street and the Pacific rolls.
7. One foot in the sand, steel toes on the ground,
8. When I step up to the mic, turn the whole sound around.
9. Tie your own shoes before you step in my lane,
10. I'm building my name while they mimic the game.
11. Smoke in the booth, watch the thick clouds rise,
12. Clear mind, sharp lines, got the fire in my eyes.
13. Never sleep on Kane, better stay wide awake,
14. Every move that I make is a move I don't fake.
15. Make your best wishes, put your plans in motion,
16. I keep my feet planted beside that ocean.
17. Beach to Hollister, I know every turn,
18. Got lessons in my chest and more lessons to learn.
19. I ain't chasing no throne that was built by a stranger,
20. I build mine brick by brick, every bar gets stranger.
21. Coming off the rooftop, looking down at the lights,
22. Head full of verses, recording all night.
23. Drop the mic, walk away, let the silence talk,
24. Hear my name echo while I finish my walk.
25. Thirty-nine chapters, still I'm getting better,
26. Every page carries weight like a storm in bad weather.
27. Still a savage, still a vandal, pen tight in my grip,
28. Put the truth in the rhythm, let the whole beat hit.
29. Dirty water downriver, palm trees in the breeze,
30. See the whole coastline from the sand to the streets.
31. I don't need a fake crown, don't need your approval,
32. Keep moving forward, let the music stay brutal.
33. Day by day, I keep stacking my craft,
34. Turn a rough little chapter to a hell of a track.
35. 91932, let the bassline shake,
36. Lil Kane on the mic, ain't no room for the fake.
37. Thirty-nine chapters, now the next page begins,
38. I don't fold under pressure, I get up and win.
39. Savage and vandal, one foot in the sand, still I stand!

CHOLA G — FLIRTATIOUS AD-LIB

CHOLA G — teasing, talking, not singing R&B:

Mmm… look at you, Kane.
Thirty-nine and still talking that talk?
laughs softly
Come closer, daddy… I ain't done with you yet.

VERSE 2 — MR. LIL KANE (39 BARS)

1. I'm back in the booth with the bass turned loud,
2. No sweet little melody, just a hard-ass sound.
3. Raw drums knocking like a fist on the door,
4. When the beat breaks loose, make 'em beg for more.
5. Chola G beside me, got that look in her eye,
6. Talking slick to the rhythm, and I know exactly why.
7. She says, “Kane, don't stop, let me see what you got,”
8. I grin at the mic while the whole room gets hot.
9. She ain't here for romance, she came here to play,
10. Got a wicked little laugh and a bold thing to say.
11. Whispers in my ear, then she steps to the side,
12. Like she owns that room with that dangerous pride.
13. I'm calm in the booth, let the rhythm do damage,
14. Every bar cuts clean, every line brings a challenge.
15. No borrowed identity, no costume, no act,
16. I put my own life and my voice on the track.
17. I don't need to shout just to make myself heard,
18. I can knock down a beat with a well-placed word.
19. From the beach to the rooftops, I keep that stride,
20. City in the rear, with the ocean outside.
21. Bloody palm-tree imagery, dark skies overhead,
22. Paint it with the rhythm, let the whole scene spread.
23. Dirty river water running down to the bay,
24. Put real life in the bars, let the music have its say.
25. I ain't claiming I'm a king 'cause I bought me a chain,
26. I earn every inch when I step in the game.
27. Thirty-nine chapters, got a fresh page waiting,
28. While the whole world talks, I keep innovating.
29. Never sleep on the fish when it's swimming your line,
30. Keep your eyes on your goals and your head on your time.
31. Throw the line in the water, let the tide pull away,
32. Reel in my thoughts, then I write what I say.
33. Mind full of hooks and a pocket full of schemes,
34. Turning late-night ideas into full-blown dreams.
35. Chola G laughs, says, “Daddy, you know you're a mess,”
36. I say, “Keep that same energy when we finish this session.”
37. She winks at the booth, says, “Baby, don't tempt me,”
38. I lean into the mic while the bassline bends me.
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