SLAINE - Citizen Caine lyrics

rate me

Hey yo put me in line, I'm chock-full for your nostril

I'll make you motherfucking hostile

Not till sunrise will some eyes let their lids down

I've been there for you and I'm sure to get your kids down

In Midtown I get down, skyrise enterprise

Little white lies, your wives don't know nothing

I've been there for years, they smoke me and blow me

But when shit go down everybody act like they don't know me

Uptown I travel in packs put flames to my backs

Rock me and lock me in caps and sell me to blacks

Rap cats claim to sell me before they sold their soul

The goals of those put me up in their nose

So I take control, impose my will, I'm I'll

Got to spill mad shit for bags of plastic

Drastic measures of grams in the hands of triple beams

The shit behind their little schemes are crippled dreams

Sicker teams'll bring pain but I just want to party

Maybe nobody somebody from Scarface to John Gotti

Drip down the throat to your body

Kids'll stick you to get me so get your body a shotty

Make a whore from a hottie, flush me down in the potty

When the five hits talking that jive shit

Searching for me cause I'm the live shit

I'm Citizen Cane, I'm Citizen Cane

Hit me with a razor, hit me with a straw

Your heart's beating quicker now, I'm fucking with your jaw

There's a cocaine rain that drips when I sniff

It's like an icicle trickling it's freezing my lips

So in between the uneven breathing it slips

Numbing my teeth leaving me up all evening with skips

See I've been handcuffed by the devil's dandruff

On my shoulder, I just can't kick the damn stuff

I get older stuck with these sick dreams

That I had to fuck with since a time of fifteen

Trying to get my shit clean but I love the speed

I can never get when I only fuck with weed

I took one sniff and my body just agreed

With the liquor in me saying this is what you need

So tell me how you're supposed to hit the skids with the wiz

Still want the I'll though you know what it is

That we started off doing blow when we're kids

Running in the streets sneaking home to the crib

So now I gotta live with the shit in my brain

Littered with pain and driven insane by Citizen Cane

As soon as it's gone I wanna get it I'm sayin

Cause my dome is just screaming to get wetted with rain

So before this triple six makes me hate ya all

I'm a commit the seventh sin and make this late call

It's like I got nine lives the way I do eight balls

So I guess the corner pocket is where my fate falls