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Slaine

The Fuckery Hotel

 

The Fuckery Hotel

(앨범: The Boston Project - 2013)


[Kali:]
Death before dishonor, still growing like a farmer
So-called soldiers walk around in glass armor
I remain calm or run the point like Chalmers
I can feel the ghost of the victims I plan to bomb on

[Reks:]
I plan to avoid the penitentiary, pencil these poetic memoirs
Of a star trapped, thoughts tap, ADHD
All that bipolar make me fall back
What y'all lack I instill in pen skill, lyrical contact

[Slaine:]
Yeah, dog, I got a bottle and a Prada model
These cats wanna fist fight but I'm homicidal
I can't keep my mind swayed, all the drama I know
And my cocaine is rockier than Colorado

[Kali:]
I got a single-shot Ruger, hoping that I hit my mark
The life of a shooter, my brain is like a fucking dart

[Slaine:]
I been sipping 40's in the park, ducking from the narcs

[Reks:]
Busting from the heart, pussy, all the stars torn apart

[Kali:]
Aimed at those who oppose where my life's headed
On a futon, eating croutons with light lettuce
On a cruise ship, stunting with my new chick
She keep both hands on my dick like a pool stick
She the coke holder and I ain't talking soda
'Bout to run a train on the game, baby, bend it over

[Reks:]
Be my Henny coaster, ass stupid fat
Couple shots of Henrock, no question what I do to that
True to fact, Rugers blast steady on the block
Henny on the rock, gimme-gimme plenty shit to talk

[Slaine:]
Them are not really ready, I should have been killed already
I would have been dead and buried in the very cemetery
In Roxbury with every Tom, Harry and Jerry
But I ain't never worry for nothing, nobody is scary
I came up the hard way, I earned what I have
Caught the science of the violence and I learned all the math
Carry gasoline tanks, I was burning my path
Held a razor blade close, I'm determined to slash
Fuck two porn bitches spitting sperm in the bath
Punch 'em both, but they weren't into that
I'm fucking with ya

[Kali:]
Taught to never testify, beef, we let them weapons fly
Feel the hunger when I rap, you niggas look like shepherd's pie
Paralyzed by coke lines and methadone
Shoot you in the chest, you should have never left your vest at home
I left your heart and a part of boy in the water
No love for these little heifers, we sending them all to slaughter

[Reks:]
Ain't none [?] offer to take care of your sons and daughters
Regardless of niggas' profits you politicking with prophets
I done fucked with porn bitches too, sorry to reiterate
Penetrate dinner plate interstate riding rhetoric head it
Get all exes a slight, ex-wife bitch and moaning
Picturesque moment: Kali, Reks, and Slaine own it

[Slaine:]
The modern version of hate I slaughter virgins escape
The sort of version of fate you can't record on a tape
I'm an animal in the jungle, can't cordon a ape
I'm a lion defying a giant flying with capes
I am firing weight, tight spiral when I'm wired and I'm
Burning houses up while the fireman wait
You exist in my nightmare, I can die in my sleep
Buying an eighth, you gotta love me I am the great

[Kali:]
So get your white sheets, yellow tape, pistol popping set you straight
Hit your head and hit your face then close your casket at your wake
Hustling proper, guzzling vodka, no one can stop us
We toting choppers at helicopters, we fucking mobsters
Put steak sauce on your tits and have a barbecue
Bring your daughter, dude, I'm John Madden calling audibles
I'm Charles Manson in the game how I slaughter crews
Typhooned raps, spit a verse, make the water move

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