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Hardcore Lyrics - Artist : Slaine
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While I abuse the music, rip the percussion Y'all motherfuckers wanna come and get a hit what I'm puffing I'm vicious enough for the fit, I'm full clip in a Russian Roulette game Come and get slain, same wet brain going on a trip down forget lane With no memory, hold Hennessey, I'm East Coast Y'all motherfuckers so Tennessee, can it be that you- Know I'm an enemy, demon that's deathly It's all right, I'm seeing scheming [?] It's all night of being in a sketchy bitch With a seeing eye dog and a liter of Pepsi So let's see when the rum come out If I ain't the only one when the sun come out To be up and reup, you see us with three sluts I put a ring around their eye and give 'em a free nut (So you wanna be hardcore?) With your hat to the side, I'll take em from the left I'll take 'em from the passenger side Drinking Henny with some bottle caps off 'til I'm fucking crashing the ride (So you wanna be hardcore?) With your hat to the side, I'll take 'em from the left I'll take 'em from the passenger side, aim at the flame That'll have your brain number than 'cane, you little faggot You know I'ma dumps hot lava on your armour Lead'll shred your vest and pierce through your bomber Pray for Ramadan when Jaysaun's upon ya The drama have you in trauma yelling "mama" We don't believe you, instead, we leave you With two tubes, one to feed you, one to breathe through A thin line between nameless and famous The stainless, disconnect your neck from your anus I can't tell if you're even breathing Your scalp flapped open, hairline receding Incoherently mumbling like babies teething Your body heating, heartbeat abruptly leaving Ignite the cartridge, spark the revolver Discharge enough gunpowder to dissolve ya A shrapnel grenade deformed your frame Jaysaun, Krumb Snatcha, and Slaine, motherfucker (So you wanna be hardcore?) With your hat to the side, I'll take em from the left I'll take 'em from the passenger side Drinking Henny with some bottle caps off 'til I'm fucking crashing the ride (So you wanna be hardcore?) With your hat to the side, I'll take 'em from the left I'll take 'em from the passenger side, aim at the flame That'll have your brain number than 'cane, you little faggot So you want to be hardcore? So you want to be hardcore? I'll fuck around and get hardcore Split your avocado right there when I bust ya Got you on your knees, more confessive than Usher Cut ya, gun butt ya when you test me I'm giving worse ass-whoopings than the UFC I'm the king, shamrock, don't jam Glocks Get your ass duct-taped and hog-tied right while your man watch Camels don't spit, they let out a loogie While niggas hit the ground like extra rope on a bunjee Stop dreaming, I leave your body steaming Scorch niggas, American or European Korean or Japenese people, I'm blasting these Hammers with the speed of some world class athletes Who's the hardest? (Me) That's being modest Got more balance than them trapeze artists So admit it 'fore the bullet hit the logo in your fitted Jaysaun, KS, and Slaine did it (So you wanna be hardcore?) With your hat to the side, I'll take 'em from the left I'll take 'em from the passenger side Yeah, yeah, all-black hoodie, fully masked when we ride (So you wanna be hardcore?) With your hat to the side, I'll take 'em from the left I'll take 'em from the passenger side, aim at the flame That'll have your brain number than 'cane, you little faggot So you want to be hardcore? So you want to be hardcore? I'll fuck around and get hardcore |
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