SLAINE - Dark World lyrics

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SLAINE - Dark World lyrics

(*Prod. by Matty Trump) [** feat. Betrayl:] [Chorus:] Yo you got a blunt? Smoke it* You got a gun? Shoot it b**h take a quaalude, your womb is polluted Your lies in the soil where the rumours are rooted It's wrong how we live but who didn't do it? Yo you got a blunt? Smoke it You got a gun? Shoot it b**h take a quaalude, your womb is polluted Your lies in the soil where the rumours are rooted It's wrong how we live but who didn't do it? [Verse 1:] They say Slaine he got a gun, same he got a son I got a full clip and you gotta run, here I come They say I'm not a bum, I'm an a**hole With a shot of rum and a rotten tongue la**o Tied all around my throat Back of the po car, cops found my coke Blocks surrounded with dope, yo it's drowning my hope Gun shots found in my coat, my sound is a throat Being slit ear to ear and side to side I'm high tonight so ride or die And if I gotta kick the bucket then I'm a spit the ruckus We fistacuffers getting hotter than some vicious truckers Calling b**hes' mothers mothers' b**hes It's all about the d** and riches and how these thugs are vicious Cut me up, I love the stitches so my gut is dripping Take my acid tab, I'll show you what the f** is tripping [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Where's my mom at? It's in a grave with Riz Where's my heart at? It's sad when my n***as doing bids Where's? at? The heart and soul of both of my kids What's the point of being alive if you can't even live? Assa**inate the paper, translate the murder plot Murder cop train for the day we meet Wise guys play for keeps Tears and pain for the rips of the game Thousands a week, eternal sleep, why the sudden change? I miss our days, I can't get you out of my head It's like you in my mind every time I pick up a pen Mixtape 41 for all my sons Selling crack looking back when life was fun Now it's not, these murderous nights will never stop I hold my hat, this life whether I like it or not We take trips OT to murder these shows When it's all said and done ain't no place like home [Repeat Chorus:] [Charlie Manson: {Talking}] {Scene from Devil's Advocate:}