SLAINE - The American Way lyrics

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SLAINE - The American Way lyrics

[Slaine] Goes a long way Yeah I went from... Irrelevant to villain; now you know what I'm about To where my story start from and how the f** it come about Where'd I get my heart from? Defiance in my arteries There's giants in my neighborhood, the violence is a part of me Silencers on shotties while Illuminatis eyein me The future's in my palm, this is who it is that I will be It's intuitive probably, I just knew that it gotta be My come down and paranoia's like I'm through with a robbery I came through with the mob with me, my brothers are gangsters For real f** the pinstripe suits, we shoot to k** I ain't no guinea drivin around in a Coupe De Ville I'm an Irish alcoholic starin with the ruthless grill I've been around the world from the rhymes that my hands wrote Fiends shootin dope in their veins cause they can't cope I read the letters from the prisons that my mans wrote And screamed the pain in my life from my damn throat Cause I am [Hook] No superstar, no father figure I keep it simple for you, it ain't hard to figure (OUT~!) I shouldn't have to scream and shout - to get my point across When I was young this is what I dreamed about Crispy Benjamin bills and h**n hey Code of silence, violence they never could say Fly ho s**in me off ev-ery day f** the world, this is just The American Way [Slaine] Rosary beads hang from my neck, sixes on my dice repeatedly With Jesus and Judas at the Last Supper They both startin to eat at me, I started bogartin the scenery When nobody believed in me My friends are OD'in and leavin me; people are p**y Pushin me over the edge perceivin me evilly Even if I deceivingly mean to be mean, it's all meaningless And I'll be locked in a 6 by 8 box as a genius If the genie's comin out to lamp them three wishes Then I ask first to stop bein so vicious Remember back when I was broke and cleanin those dishes For 5 bucks an hour, all I wanted was power Number two, I wish that I could be understood It's time to be before I'm six deep under dirt, under wood Finally, cause I'm a piece of sh**, I got plenty people remindin me I have visions that you gotta be blind to see My third wish is for my son to be a champion And see the light when the world's dark and the lamp is dim He can't be me and thank God that I can't be him Let him know who loves him, this is what I was then [Hook] ("Statik Selektah...")