SLAINE - Dot Ave lyrics

[Verse 1 - Slaine:] Sittin' in the bar, playing Keno on a Wednesday Pumpin' quarters in the jukebox, MJ Rockin' Billie Jean, Jilly nodding off, silly Sniffin' thirty millie beans, wet-brain Willy Flippin' out, what's he really mean? I can't hear him, he's incoherent mmmmmm Between the swearing and the staring, Sharon a cokey-eyed spooky chick Kinda crackhead-ish b**h got middle-aged hips and a black fetish Tapping a Newpie ash I caught a buzz with her, starin' at her groupie a** Doin' d** with her, she spoke of a kindergartener Sipping whiskey, telling me that he'll get into Harvard I been a part of it to benefit demented hardship The streets that I grew on ruined by the scent of garbage What am I doin' here? I can't escape this place I'm trapped staring in the mirror, standing face-to-face I don't really need the things I do not have Where I'm from, when they shoot at you, you shot back Everybody knows I rose and it's not bad But now I'm back in a bar room on Dot Ave [Hook - Rite Hook:] Oh! Here I am Back in the same place again Do you wanna know Where I been? Or where I'm gonna go? And when I find my way Tell me where to follow [Verse 2 - Slaine:] Dorchester, where they pack burners in the who*e's fest More or less, I store four fours up in my drawers Filled with pills, yayo, bullets, warm cans of Coors Yesterday's wars, burnt bridges of festering thoughts In the honor of excellence Commit seven sins, I live next to hell where heaven ends I murder stories from purgatory and prisoners Dead cultures are twisted in this frigid religiousness Scriptures in the hood, wooden shovels to dig a ditch Figaro, they treat me like a negro who's getting rich I take a swig 'n swish whiskey, I'm a bit intense So maybe I'm a product of this ignorance It sticks with me, my church is full of serpents I jerk the curtains closed, this time I'm certain The police is lurking, I'm out of work again My best friend just OD'd, I sold some percs to him [Hook x2]