In The Middle Of Nowhere
(专辑: Carry On Tradition - 2013)
Yeah... Who's fucking house you think this is? [Lawrence Arnell:] Destroyer of dreams, the
bearer of bad news I
lay waste to your self-esteem and your attitude So show gratitude, for leaving it right there Instead of laying this left hook on your right ear I'm a
nightmare, so if you scared easily Then keep pinching yourself, you'll awaken eventually The
same sympathy that have a
dude sending just a
dollar a
day To some poor kid in the
middle east Will have me taking your teeth out, instead of your knees At the
very least, it's one less mouth to feed My family breed MCs with pedigrees Master level artistry, so pardon me If I
appear to be speaking too cockily But this is my house, you bout that? Then silence me Or ride with me, the
oddity, you on an odyssey I'm obviously more than what your eyes can see [Slaine:] My will is a
bitter pill to swallow for the
critical Crazy since a
baby, momma said I'd never sit still Pacing like a
pit bull, peering out the
window seal with a
pistol My entire aura is sinful It's hard to comprehend what I've seen and what I've been through Nightmares and dreams in the
means that you ain't meant to See I
grew up around fiends who robbed people for beans And now they live in the
scenes that I
present you They say the
language of love is universal But violence more commonly spoke Especially when the
government is plotting And the
love is all just rotten Get a
shotgun, you don't wanna be broke A
positive way of life, born in a
winter cold froze Raised in a
human summer where the
sinners hold toast See them fall like the
autumn or you spring from the
bottom But those old ghosts stand so close You're in my house One thing I
know I
can see right through what you're about I'm the
last of a
dying breed You ain't welcome in my house When the
world turns into dust Ain't trusting no one, no doubt One thing I
know I
can see right through what you're about You're in my house [Rite Hook:] Go ahead try putting the
fire out Coming outta my mouth, I'm a
violent rhymer Rhyme about the
guys that'll ride around the
downtown for hours Yeah the
ground I
pound it Sounds the
same as when I
swing in, buck your face And my crew'll back me up when the
cops are chasing me Cause they just helped me stomp out imposters' brains And they'll even get me off on a
monster case Cause money buys anything, so what you thinking chico? I
scream it in your face like you missing free throws I'll throw your people off a
bridge for cheap thrills And keep killing like it ain't shit to me still I'm a
dying breed, you're a
dying human Matter fact, you're a
lying piece of shit, a
pile of doodoo If you ever get the
chance, get a
silencer and shoot you Shoot yourself in the
silence cause it suits you [Vinnie Paz:] Lil' man, real power never changes hands And that's the
words of an alcoholic and jaded man My whole life, I
ain't never really gave a
damn It's different now, I
engineered an amazing plan I
watched my life slip away like it was grains of sand I'm back like I
never left, but it was painful man Everybody always hopeful that the
plane will land I
rather live like a
warrior, then the
pain'll stand I
have a
fractured psyche like David Ban Bare knuckle a
mothafucker and take his land I'm simple now, more of a
meat and potatoes man Live at the
barbecue with Joe Fatal fam I'm cut from a
different cloth, it's an ancient strand I
put the
type of pressure on you that could break a
dam Keep my name out your mouth, Vinnie name is banned I
bring a
rock to motherfuckers like a
famous band One thing I
know I
can see right through what you're about I'm the
last of a
dying breed You ain't welcome in my house When the
world turns into dust Ain't trusting no one, no doubt One thing I
know I
can see right through what you're about You're in my house