Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sly, artist - Mads Veslelia.
Date of issue: 21.03.2015
Song language: English
Sly |
Friend or foe? |
I don’t know |
never thought so many spoke |
about me, say that I’m way too mouthy |
say what I make is lousy |
but they never been in my shoes, my blues, I say fuck you |
you’ve never been down |
never been around ever since I was a little child |
I’ve been sick wow, nobody wanted to give me a little hand out |
got a plan now cause, yesterday nobody wanted to listen hey |
nobody wanted to speak to me |
and now sudden everybody yell radio-play |
and my opinion is all that counts |
I don’t wanna get the club to bounce |
just turn me down, I never dumb it down |
so call the clowns cir. |
cuz now cause |
I don’t wanna make shit that I don’t feel |
mama fighting with addiction of pop pills |
and you that it’s fiction, it’s not real |
you don’t got a prescription to talk, so chill. |
I don’t know |
what? |
why they throw |
shit at me |
I don’t know |
what? |
why they hating on me |
And I don’t know why |
they be acting so sly |
tryna come and slow my god damn shine |
never been around, never ever been down |
now you wanna tell me how to live life |
Never claim shit that ain’t true |
the same kid, same attitude |
06', my aunt died, you wanna tell me that aint real too? |
she’s stil alive? |
FUCK YOU |
she died this nigh, 9 fucking years ago, damn |
just picture how many tears her children shed and what they holds in |
the sound and the sight when I mention the night she passed |
to the light, man I see I benight the bright in my grandmother’s eyes |
and might try to smile cause she need me to fight, like UH |
drop the crap, I don’t wanna hear another sloppy track |
a raise my voice, do you roger that? |
unoriginal boys yell copycat |
but that’s, some shit they’ll spit but will not fit |
hide lies in the tips and advices |
surprised that hipsters fight this |
but the lines I flip too big, you can never bite this |
and I think back, what I’ve seen what I’m tryna be, so |
when I reach for the pot of gold, snakes shows up tryna bother my soul |
but I’ve been through hot and cold |
my feet’s been stuck in snow |
so this ain’t a problem, I am so awesome, man I take pride in saying I am |
Mads’ern yo |
And I don’t know why |
they be acting so sly |
tryna come and slow my god damn shine |
never been around, never ever been down |
now you wanna tell me how to live life |
(yeah, now you wanna tell me how to live life) |
(yeah, now you wanna tell me it’s all lies) |
I’ll remember everything you say |
and I’ll memorize every motherfucking name |
but when I turn this room right into a stage |
man you gotta realize you’re only shooting with blanks, because I |
Survived the pain and hardship |
now I’m ready for a change, darkness |
been around for ages, fuck this |
not ready for the grave, I stay |
I gotta pave the way and I’ma save the day |
a lot a razorblades tryna slay your veins |
you gotta face the hate, nobody gave you faith |
on a silver plate, keep your place |
I don’t know |
what? |
why they throw |
shit at me |
I don’t know |
what? |
why they hating on me |
And I don’t know why |
they be acting so sly |
tryna come and slow my god damn shine |
never been around, never ever been down |
now you wanna tell me how to live life |