SLAINE - Conman lyrics

(*Prod. by Matty Trump) [Verse 1:] This game has played with my emotions, messed with my brain* The street's got a million stories but the lesson's the same So before I go to sleep I count the blessings of Slaine Accepting the rain and the gossipers who stepped on my name I got cats who wanna roll on me with weapons to aim Doing a home invasion but homie I'm holding the same And I know what life's like standing cold in the rain So I don't want to but if I have to I will go there again I seen films and creeps chewing pills in their teeth Nod off and watch them go as they get k**ed in their sleep I've witnessed what you never want your children to see Know a thousand cold blooders way iller than me You found of me, good, play it in your neighbourhood This is hip hop, people say it's bad, say it's good This is for my people who know that I could That I would without getting roped in the mud, yeah [Chorus: (2x)] Yeah, got my noose tied but it's tangled Smoking on dust from the angels America, I'm star spangled Strangled, conman looking for an angle [Verse 2:] Kids got their fists in the air ready to scrap Me I got the mic in my hand ready to rap Got the shotgun in the trunk with machetes and rats The blood strays [? ] Crazy Eddie is back I come from angel dust, [? ] stuck at bus stop in Georgetown And Roslindale, hell, why the f** not? Sergeant Bill can f** himself cause we don't love cops Love loud music, cases of booze, and drug spots I roll with Finigans and Flannigans, Dominicans, Hispanics, and Blacks And some people wanna panic at that But all that racist crap and old antics is whack Say no one can ever stop it but I can with the rap Grew in white pride till the city heard the word n***a used everyday Why they drinking liquor, booze, [? ] [? ] drop your rocks and sticks When we came here they called us whops and micks [Repeat Chorus:]