Slaine Cocaine Cowboys ft.Amadeus T S and Rite Hook tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie. Posłuchaj MP3 i obejrzyj teledysk z Youtube oraz sprawdź chwyty.

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[Verse 1: Slaine]


I’m America’s nightmare, the American dream

I have risen from environments with heroin schemes

Crack fiends and thugs pack macs in black jeans

A society without a solution or vaccine

Just a sickness where 71% are addicted to drugs including prescriptions

So when I shoot from the hip bitch

It’s more than just a screwed up musician

This is your world, I’m giving the brutal description

A truer depiction, well listen if you heard I might tell it

Got my pistol pointed at all you conservative zealots

You’re a bible beater, every word I blurted is hellish

Your daughter’s sixteen, I’m waiting for her to develop

I’m perverted and relish inside of these blasphemous rhymes

Getting smashed drinking liquor then I’m passing her lines

In the same fucking apartment that I’m stashing the nine

Call it fucked up, I call it a passion of mine


[Chorus]


You’re addicted to the rush, adrenaline pumping

I could put fist through your chest right now

And I know I get a little crazy on this shit

I know, I know, I know

Sick visions of destruction, adrenaline pumping

I can feel my heart about to beat out of my chest

And I know I can quit at any time I want it

I know, I know, I know


[Verse 2: Amadeus]


Streets love me cause I’m a natural born hustler

My fam disappointed, I’m my own best customer

Riding a white pony, a cocaine cowboy

Far from a phony, homie, I blow brains out boy

Uh huh, now I’m cleaning off a mirror

Chopping that Christina Aguilera, high till I die

Loc till they smoke me, shit don’t stop

So I’m pushing through a nosebleed

Moving weight but still losing weight

Maneuver straight, master the high, destroy, build, and communicate

Wifey bitching, she don’t like the life I’m living

Shut the fuck up, I can tell that I might be slipping

No matter what these motherfuckers think kid I’m holding mine

Blowing lines, I can’t think with a sober mind

Test my patience and I strike, fuck the proud

You got some sort of sick desperation in your life


[Chorus]


[Verse 3: Rite Hook]


Machine gun mentality for a reason I’m battling

Demons from being badly treated back as a fetus

Why the fuck you think I’m thinking of smashing a teen

For Paris or Nicky when I put a gag ? cap on my penis

Dab it in a wannabe actress that can’t actually act

But she looks spectacular sucking me off happily

Especially opportunity, use it to cop

The root of all evil since all of us are already

Walk with Lucifer’s cause to influence upon people

And the thought of God is truly digging my hole deeper

Slowly I’mma tell you what believe and show me

Only hold it closely if you see and know it’s real

I mean it cause I’ve been deceited and treated just like a failure

So it’s either starve or scheme for a fucking mill

They subpoena me and make the ? deal

Way more heater on that ass while I’m on the scene like I got a hundred mill

? got free beats, I ain’t giving away shit

Put the plate up to my face and I’m fiending to take it

They’re like, Oh great, another white kid with limited patience

And a nose like a black hole, put him with Slaine then


[Chorus] 

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