《Something To Believe In(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Something To Believe In(feat. Lou Armstrong, Patrick Starr, Moroney, Blanco) (Explicit) - Slaine

[00:00:10] Er'day I wake up to the same sh*t

[00:00:12] I've been caking G

[00:00:14] But nowadays the more niggas hating

[00:00:16] They in the cut sitting patient

[00:00:18] Waiting for me to meet God or Satan

[00:00:21] I'm in the streets where the killers roam

[00:00:24] The villains know if you fake like silicones

[00:00:26] You talk about it but inside the kid will grow

[00:00:28] And under pressure he'll fall man I should've known

[00:00:31] Sh*t I deal with tryin' to make a mil quick

[00:00:33] Still sit in front of a real chick to chill with

[00:00:36] I know about a dollar neck froze upon a collar

[00:00:38] O's and the cameras goons holding on a llama's tec

[00:00:41] Blowing for the drama got a choking for your mama

[00:00:43] Why she blowin' on his gamma getting low in the Bahamas

[00:00:46] Slaine salute get on some lyrical sh*t

[00:00:49] It's a miracle I ain't spiritual the sh*t that I live

[00:00:51] That real street sh*t

[00:00:52] Real niggas that I eat with

[00:00:54] Let the heat spit getting caught on sea sh*t

[00:00:57] Running with killers so the greediest can't

[00:00:59] It's Lou Armstrong AKA the city is mine

[00:01:02] 3 things I hate girls women and b**ches

[00:01:04] Spit venom I hack spit vivel collect it

[00:01:07] Cynical feet a lyrical dick I'm hot

[00:01:10] I'm tip a stick the miracle whip I'm not

[00:01:12] To be f**ked with period lips

[00:01:14] With them pyramids I'm beverage with spiritual ficks next to me

[00:01:18] Your whole crew is a terrible mix

[00:01:19] I'm a don you're a pawn America's b**ch

[00:01:22] And you're quick to verticle flip

[00:01:24] Which means you snitch and heard of a tip b**ch

[00:01:26] Ni**a skin you and turn you to mix

[00:01:28] Magic similar to an urban who's sick

[00:01:30] Tragic that's where to a turban that ticks

[00:01:33] Flowin up memorial satorial showing it's fixed

[00:01:36] You're an orphan and me I done fathered you

[00:01:38] And often I'm awesome the chips I done off with you

[00:01:41] It's big deal but the deal might cost you

[00:01:43] Moroney I'm the best bar one

[00:01:46] These lame a** rappers got bars none

[00:01:49] I sh*t bars it's a bar stool

[00:01:51] High off the lips and the jenicks looks like a cartoon

[00:01:54] Spark tools harpoons are harm dudes

[00:01:56] Wet 'em up while they went away that's a carpool

[00:01:59] Your girlfriend is a b**ch and you are too

[00:02:01] She's down for the D too so don't argue

[00:02:04] Fly talker sky walker high offer

[00:02:06] That sour patch holla back if you let the dollar stack

[00:02:09] Cash try to hate but take pics and ask for autograph

[00:02:11] Copy cats hang 'em out the dry like a towel rag

[00:02:15] I told y'all I ain't the runner up

[00:02:17] I'm so high I'm literally running up

[00:02:19] Bllunted up with 2 L's that's a double dutch

[00:02:22] I'm on the bottom she's on the top I'm coming up

[00:02:25] The beam heavy only got 'em dropping like right now

[00:02:27] Them things heavy on me get 'em poppin' like right now

[00:02:30] Y'all better back down quiet or hide down

[00:02:32] Or have some niggas right now lying your a** down

[00:02:35] 'Cause when the beef come these niggas never there

[00:02:38] We gonna bring it to your man so whoever there

[00:02:40] I got them dudes on the streets and they rubber band

[00:02:43] Bullets crushing bones you can see we ain't never scared

[00:02:45] You can see that we everywhere

[00:02:48] Old town beam town BX the beam on

[00:02:50] Still on the block trying to see checks and seamore

[00:02:53] We ain't gonna stop till the whole team eat more

[00:02:55] We hit makers we get paper

[00:02:58] Get chicks to taste us better said we're the best

[00:03:00] And we ain't gonna stop never put it to rest

[00:03:03] Same chum motherf**ker we the best of the best

[00:03:06] Look we all need something to believe in

[00:03:08] And this world living inside of you it's fief

[00:03:10] You can pray to Jesus Christ for your f**king life if you like

[00:03:13] You can be the white picket fence type with the wife

[00:03:16] You can knock her up twice ain't the f**king lights

[00:03:18] From the pipes you know that b**ches thrife

[00:03:21] When you come home from work and you find her getting piped

[00:03:23] By some jerk do you kill her with the knife

[00:03:26] 'Cause the world crushed all that you believed in

[00:03:28] And she's living with the mailman in your crib

[00:03:31] And your kid's call him daddy while their mama drive a caddy

[00:03:34] That those cocksuckers paid for with your bread

[00:03:36] I would rather sip goose from a plastic cup

[00:03:39] Get sucked by my broad till I crush the truck

[00:03:42] I would rather quit a job where they treat me like a slob

[00:03:45] Turn the motherf**king mall to a massacre

[00:03:47] Swear to God I ain't living like a dog

[00:03:49] I'm taking what I want till I'm living in the prison or a morgue

[00:03:52] Talking to myself the television isn't on

[00:03:54] Smoking chrome on the lawn writing rhytims to a song

[00:03:58] That's who I been man who I'll always be

[00:04:00] I'm stil the same kid back from them hallways G

[00:04:03] So f**k you if the world's against me

[00:04:05] I change the story all around on my MC