Slaine - Bloodthirsty (feat. 357 & Phinelia) Lyrics

There ain't no mercy in the city it's coldAin't nothing doper than herion, it's pretty as goldNothing fresher than some hundred dollar bills in the foldBehold the ambition of a devilish soulInstead of making out I did a clever emboldenI thought better of made move from federal notesNever stopped to push ‘em in it 'cause instead of a soulBut the octopus arms and just never let goHeaven should know I can handle thatHell I can live in thisGod you put me in this year I don't need forgivenessI ain't met maliciousnessI just met relentlessnessThey put vow I respondedNo I won't repent for thisI was drug addicted, I was stuck up in the bench kidsI just went around the whole earth spitting sentencesSee I had a dream I followed it and finished itSome don't understand me 'cause they really never been the shitAnd who's high you think they love mercyIn these streets I drink is blood thirstyI'm disagreeable, who am I to kill ‘emYou can't trust a hero, but you can die a villainAnd who's high you think they love mercyIn these streets I drink is blood thirstyRecognizable nah I never heard of youNegotiate with the eyes of a murdererSince I sold my first bundle, the whole ain't been the sameSince 16 I hussled I never been a lameAll my dudes singing caneAnd I'm slapping any rapper trying to battle me I think I'm SlaineI suggest you stay in your laneAnd man I could never fearI keep it 357 yeI'm fucking hoes like I'm supposed toHolding the toaster,This thing here is a costra nostraI got the fiends on a roller coasterEating late goes to with a diamond look like Rosa AcostaFrom south to the GP my dudes trapRight out of their APEverywhere I go they notice me they be like APWassup with the ounceThey never holla with nothing less than a straight PPretty girls in my show throwin' their 2 handsFat girls even showin love I got cute fansAnd who's high you think they love mercyIn these streets I drink is blood thirstyI'm disagreeable, who am I to kill ‘emYou can't trust a hero, but you can die a villainAnd who's high you think they love mercyIn these streets I drink is blood thirstyRecognizable nah I never heard of youNegotiate with the eyes of a murdererGet yours boy, what about mineHammers on deck, never without mineNo juice on, I still outshinePut a nigga one, he don't want thisThe hood love me, niggas gonna bump thisFuck a real nigga you can ask Slaine thoughI do numbers you can see it in my name thoughFuck a buddy list all my niggas aim knowI pipe your bitch you gon' need drain knowWe some fly folk, fuck high hoesDiesel flow, die young or die doughAnd we got this, we about thisShow street you like a motherfucking outletFuckin plug you, nigga fuck youLife's a bitch but I motherfucking love youHave mercy on a G soulShit niggas bump intoAnd who's high you think they love mercyIn these streets I drink is blood thirstyI'm disagreeable, who am I to kill ‘emYou can't trust a hero, but you can die a villainAnd who's high you think they love mercyIn these streets I drink is blood thirstyRecognizable nah I never heard of youNegotiate with the eyes of a murderer