Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bloodthirsty, artist - Slaine. Album song The Boston Project, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.04.2013
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Bloodthirsty |
| 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 |
| Instead of making out I did a 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 shit |
| 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 |
| 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 slinging caine |
| And I’m slapping any rapper trying to battle me I think I’m Slaine |
| I suggest you stay in your lane |
| A man I could never fear |
| I keep a 357 there |
| I’m fucking 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 hey 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 |
| 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 |
| Get yours boy, I’m about mine |
| Hammers on deck, never without mine |
| No jewels 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 Buddylist all my niggas AIM tho |
| Pipe your bitch you gon' need Draino |
| We some fly folk, fuck high hopes |
| Diesel flow, die young or die dough |
| And we got this, we about this |
| Shells treat 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 to |
| 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 |