SLAINE - The American way lyrics

rate me

I went from irrelevant to real and now you know what I’m about

To where my story starts from how the f**k it come about

Where’d I get my heart from? Defiance in my arteries

There’s giants in my neighbourhood, the violence is a part of me

Silencers on shotties while Illuminati’s eying me

The future’s in my palm, this is who it is that I will be

It’s intuitive probably, I just knew that it gotta be

My come down and paranoia’s like I’m through with a robbery

I came through with the mob with me, my brothers are gangsters

For real f**k the pinstripe suits, we shoot to kill

I ain’t no guinea driving around in a Coupe de Ville

I’m an Irish alcoholic staring with the ruthless grill

I been around the world from the rhymes that my hands wrote

Fiends shooting dope in their veins cause they can’t cope

I read the letters from the prisons that my mans wrote

And screamed the pain in my life from my damn throat

Cause I am

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No superstar, no father figure

I keep it simple for you, it ain’t hard to figure

I shouldn’t have to scream and shout

To get my point across, when I was young this is what I dreamed about

Crispy benjamin bills and heroin, hey

Code of silence, violence never could say

Fly ho sucking me off every day

f**k the world, this is just the American way

Rosary beads hang from my neck, sixes on my dice repeatedly

With Jesus and Judas at the Last Supper

They’re both starting to eat at me

I started bogarting the scenery when nobody believed in me

My friends are ODing and leaving me

People are p***y pushing me over the edge perceiving me evilly

Even if I deceivingly mean to be mean, it’s all meaningless

And I’ll be locked in a six by eight box as a genius

If the genie is coming out the lamp three wishes

Then I ask first to stop being so vicious

Remember back when I was broke and cleaning those dishes

For five bucks an hour, all I wanted was power

Number two, I wish that I could be understood

It’s time to be before I’m six deep under dirt

Under but finally cause I’m a piece of s**t

I got plenty of people reminding me

I have visions that you gotta be blind to see

My third wish is for my son to be a champion

And see the light when the world’s dark and the lamp is dim

He can’t be me and thank God that I can’t be him

Let him know who loves him, this is what I was then

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