- Album Intro
- Lyrics
- Album list
- Singer Intro
Slaine (rapper)( George Carroll )
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Bloodthirsty (feat. 357 & Phinelia)
(Verse 1)
There ain't no mercy in the city it's cold
Ain't nothing doper than herion, it's pretty as gold
Nothing fresher than some hundred dollar bills in the fold
Behold the ambition of a devilish soul
Instead of making out I did a clever embolden
I thought better of made move from federal notes
Never stopped to push 'em in it 'cause instead of a soul
But the octopus arms and just never let go
Heaven should know I can handle that
Hell I can live in this
God you put me in this year I don't need forgiveness
I ain't met maliciousness
I just met relentlessness
They put vow I responded
No I won't repent for this
I was drug addicted, I was stuck up in the bench kids
I just went around the whole earth spitting sentences
See I had a dream I followed it and finished it
Some don't understand me 'cause they really never been the shit
(Hook)
And who's high you think they love mercy
In these streets I drink is blood thirsty
I'm disagreeable , who am I to kill 'em
You can't trust a hero, but you can die a villain
And who's high you think they love mercy
In these streets I drink is blood thirsty
Recognizable nah I never heard of you
Negotiate with the eyes of a murderer
(Verse 2)
Since I sold my first bundle, the whole ain't been the same
Since 16 I hussled I never been a lame
All my dudes singing cane
And I'm slapping any rapper trying to battle me I think I'm Slaine
I suggest you stay in your lane
And man I could never fear
I keep it 357 ye
I'm fucking hoes like I'm supposed to
Holding the toaster,
This thing here is a costra nostra
I got the fiends on a roller coaster
Eating late goes to with a diamond look like Rosa Acosta
From south to the GP my dudes trap
Right out of their AP
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Everywhere I go they notice me they be like AP
Wassup with the ounce
They never holla with nothing less than a straight P
Pretty girls in my show throwin' their 2 hands
Fat girls even showin love I got cute fans
(Hook)
And who's high you think they love mercy
In these streets I drink is blood thirsty
I'm disagreeable , who am I to kill 'em
You can't trust a hero, but you can die a villain
And who's high you think they love mercy
In these streets I drink is blood thirsty
Recognizable nah I never heard of you
Negotiate with the eyes of a murderer
(Verse 3)
Get yours boy, what about mine
Hammers on deck, never without mine
No juice on, I still outshine
Put a nigga one, he don't want this
The hood love me, niggas gonna bump this
Fuck a real nigga you can ask Slaine though
I do numbers you can see it in my name though
Fuck a buddy list all my niggas aim know
I pipe your bitch you gon' need drain know
We some fly folk, fuck high hoes
Diesel flow , die young or die dough
And we got this, we about this
Show street you like a motherfucking outlet
Fuckin plug you, nigga fuck you
Life's a bitch but I motherfucking love you
Have mercy on a G soul
Shit niggas bump into
(Hook)
And who's high you think they love mercy
In these streets I drink is blood thirsty
I'm disagreeable , who am I to kill 'em
You can't trust a hero, but you can die a villain
And who's high you think they love mercy
In these streets I drink is blood thirsty
Recognizable nah I never heard of you
Negotiate with the eyes of a murderer
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