SLAINE - Angel Dust lyrics

(*Prod. by Germz) [Intro:] When I was a young man – scratch that* I am a young man When I was a young boy I wanted to alter my mind with a substance I tried every little thing that I could smoke or sniff and every pill that I could chew or swallow It made me high but inside I still felt hollow like there was no tomorrow so I resorted to sniffing this dust and drinking this bottle [Verse 1:] Why do I do what I do and have what I have? I make myself into what I have pictured myself as Picture myself bad with a pad erratically Vicious, I felt mad at a world that had it for me Watching them scatter, scurry sideways and laterally In a hurry, judgment is bad, vision is blurry I got the ugliest attitude in this rhythmic flurry Shivery misery, look at this smile, isn't it ugly? Chipped-tooth grin, h**n sin Evil wordplay spray ever since I've been ten Have I forgot to mention my name is Slaine? I am famous, the shameless, heinous, aimless Reign to strange on some deranged sh** While my ego's even bigger than Ving Rhames' lips, amigo It's like in Spanish, you don't understand the language That I came with, let's take a purple rain hit [Interlude: {Excerpts from the Bible} [Verse 2:] Every fight that I get into, lose a little bit of blood A little booze, a little d**, litter crews in little slugs Bitter news to get a buzz, spit it, you's a little bug My girl thinks I am the worst mama, considered thugs Me and all of my friends cause karma had sh** on us We switched to yey instead of dust, dismissed what they said of us I took my time, never rushed dust, my lust must be Choppers and screwdriver point plus a trustee My guts are bigger than my nuts, trust me I puffed enough els and huffed enough paint to cover a Huffy I lie all the time, it's getting harder for my mother to trust me I'm hungry motherf**er, my cupboard is dusty [Interlude:] So here I am as an older man and the world has only gotten colder, man I don't know the plan. A lone soldier Damn. Look what's happened to me: When I was a boy looking to that substance I never thought it would come to this [Verse 3:] For each different crew, I slipped into The gutterish hunger and sicker addiction grew It crawled in my veins, it's a ball and a chain It's a demon on my shoulder that keeps calling my name (Slaine!) I weep with the willows, sleep with the pillows Creep with the silhouettes deep in the middle Secrets and riddles, anger and smooth steel Pulling the trigger cause I don't know who's real Know who's who or either what's what How can I believe? I'm so deceived and f**ed up My poetry bleeds on these rosary beads And I'm looking in the mirror at what's supposedly me Look how you've grown into this ghostly MC Look what I've known, I see how must of them be Society's streets, I'm another casualty Fogging up the window looking through the gla** at reality [Interlude: {Excerpts from the Bible}]