Slaine
Slaine - The Deadzone songtekst
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[Verse 1:] The return of the boom bap sound so watch a beast rise They're watching me now, I got the street's eyes American rebel, I'm throwing peace signs Peeling in a tinted-out truck, the seats reclined Bitches with D sized titties hollering he's fine Every since my bank account followed with G signs In this foul country I love I live on the east side The east coast, specifically reside In the home of three stripes, land of the Celtic green You wanna step to get at me I ain't seldom seen I'm in the Bean daily unless I'm on tour Unless I'm posted up at Cali banging a blowing whore Or banging off four-fours if I gotta shoot em I put a bullet in you, let's see if you're not a human [Verse 2:] I'm the freedom fighter ghost writer, Slaine's a religion Violent criminal with no priors who ain't in a prison Got my eyes on the prize, it stays in the vision They switch blue green to hazel, what's in em? Basel and cinnamon, pizza slices for days in my denim My hoody tied tight rocking Js in the winter Steady planning my invasion to enter The rap game's like a pussy, sprayed my eggs in the center And I ain't afraid of doing federal sentences I'd rather spit paragraphs of venom kid, the most venomous Fuck the devil if gods win then send em in Tell em if hip hop is dead I'm the medicine Look at the state that my goddamn head is in It's only a matter of time before they let us in [Verse 3:] So the question's do I fall off and throw it away? Do I go back to having nothing left with nowhere to stay? Do I continue to fuck with death and go to the bay? Or do I make this music until you know what I say? I'm the voice of the leaving sick dead and depraved Hopeless and lost, the temptations that led me astray Will this game I hate so much it led me to stay I guess I ain't the same motherfucker you said I was hey On the corner I was known as a loner In the industry I'm a broken microphone, a goner I'm the lost soul at the crossroads I'm the harsh reality to believe in, you pray I'm not so Jesus Christ I'm precise repping these three stripes Even when I'm overseas stepping with these Nikes