Bloodthirsty lyrics
by Br
[Intro: Slaine]
Jesus Christ...
You hear me?
[Verse 1: Slaine]
There ain’t no mercy in the city, it’s cold
Ain’t nothing doper than herron, or pretty as gold
Nothing fresher than some hundred dollar bills in a fold
Behold the ambition of a devilish soul
I said I'd make it out, I did it clever and bold
I thought better of made moves for federal notes
Never stopped to push a minute cause I said it was so
But the octopus's arms they just never let go
Heaven should know I can handle that, hell, I can live in this
God you put me in this here I don’t need forgiveness
I ain’t meant maliciousness, I just meant relentlessness
They were violent, 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 in sh*t
[Hook: Slaine]
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: Phinelia]
Ever since I sold my first bundle, the whole ain’t been the same
Since 16 I hustled, I never been a lame
All my dudes slinging caine
And I’m slapping any rapper trying to battle me, I think I’m Slaine
I suggest you stay in your lane
I mean, I could never fear, I keep a 357 near
I’m f*cking hoes like I’m supposed to
Holding the toaster, this thing here is a cosa nostra
I got the fiends on a roller coaster
Eating langosta with a dime look like Rosa Acosta
From southie to the GP my dudes trap right out of their AP
Everywhere I go they notice me they be like "Aye, P"
Wassup with a ounce
So 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 huge fans
[Hook: Slaine]
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: 357]
Get yours boy, I'm about mine
Hammers on deck, never without mine
No jewels on, I still outshine
Put a n*gga one, he don’t want this
The hood love me, n*ggas gonna bump this
f*ck a real n*gga you can ask Slaine though
I do numbers you can see it in my name though
f*ck a Buddylist all my n*ggas AIM tho
Pipe your b*tch you gon’ need Draino
We some fly folk, f*ck high hopes
Diesel flow, die young or die dough
And we got this, we about this
Shells treat you like a motherf*cking outlet
f*ckin plug you, n*gga f*ck you
Life’s a b*tch but I motherf*cking love you
Have mercy on a G soul
sh*t n*ggas bump to
[Hook: Slaine]
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