Fieldhouse ft. Slaine
Fieldhouse ft. Slaine - Cutthroat lyrics
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That's the grip for a serpent That's the words of a liar That's a search to a choir The fire first to inspire Be the curse in each verse with the eyre You're witnessing the rebirth of the fighter Need to so some research on a spider Feet first with the bugs in my web And I had malice on my mind Doing drugs up at 7 ?? slugs up at heaven Fortune from the flame Or the hellfire burning on ?? the game Purple rain leaking black coffin in my vein I can see my sanity it's circeling the drain Flush with the rush till the pills crushed up in my well And I'm still fucked up Tell me where's the plug It's so bad I pulled it My car out of fuel And ?? out of bullets I'm corn I'm mourning And I'm valid A little unstable It's probably my environment Out of time spin Turn right me around to get outdoor To be cutthroat But above all I'm a warrior My blood pump ?? I flame on Could've let it go straight to the bricks you crushed on me Wipe the mud out of my face Watch the sun shine down on my Visit from the ashes Swing it from the fence With a bad name Lucille Like walking fucking dead Up the trunk I'm fed up Turn the street to bad luck Murder murder ?? Wanna be like Ted Bundy ?? this shit forever man For oh so long Trying to paint a perfect picture with the tools that I got And maybe it's the ghetto my pops and the box full of ashes Passing around like around like a souvenir Asking me questions about the detention Keep stacking up affected the mad I'm just the best now Fuck what you're talking about I've heard it a thousand time In the back of my mind I had thought about suicide Walk with my head up ?? crack a smile Deal with the hurt and the anger keep coming out I'm corn I'm mourning And I'm valid A little unstable It's probably my environment Out of time spin Turn right me around to get outdoor To be cutthroat But above all I'm a warrior Could've let it go straight to the bricks you crushed on me