Slaine, Termanology - Envy lyrics

I been down the road of hard luck
And heartache with hard eight balls
I've seen the men rise and how they fall
I shared broke dreams with coke
Fiends and now they're gone
While the self-righteous speak easy
On how we're wrong
From all angles they're pissed off
Cause now we're on
It's like I went to bed dead
And I woke up born
It's too many floors and couches
That I woke up on i could never count em all
But, I get choked up
When I think of all my dead
Friends who roped up on heroin
Shit I probably shoulda been the doped up con
I'm on some spit I rose from
The bottom of the pit
Beat the shit out of these beats and
Beat a problem with the shit
They were saying I'm a beast when
My dollars was at zip
Now I got myself a grip and
They holler I should quit
Dudes are cock sucking bitches and
They're swallowing my dick
Kicking dirt up on my name
While they're following my clique
They root for you as an underdog
Haunt you as a champion
Wishing they could be him but they're torn
Up cause they can't be him
That's why they try to smear me when
I'm walking with the slanted grin
Every time they hear him rhyme a
Bunch is what their panties in
So go and pull your Hanes out
The crack of your ass
Term and Slaine is the future
You's are back in the past
It's undeniable we carry Macs in
The back of our back
It don't matter if you Latins
Or crackers and blacks, motherfucker

Jealousy and envy are dumb ones too
So Slaine he says nothing, he keeps his cool
I feel this jealousy and envy
Is dumb ones tools
So Term he says nothing, he keeps his cool
Cause jealousy and envy are dumb ones too
So Slaine he says nothing, he keeps his cool
I feel this jealousy and envy
Is dumb ones tools
So Term he says nothing, he keeps his cool

I got punchlines like Banks
Front line like Hanks
Me and Slaine are gonna remain the most hated
Cats rocking them B hats to make it
And I ain't trying to make this a race thing
Cause every color got haters
Everybody that hate us
For a verse will rush show God
Exactly what they paid for
So tell me what you gotta hate for
If you don't like us don't front like you do
Just say so so what a life
My gutter life is nothing nice
My mother might pray to Christ
I don't take your life
But, I dream hella green and Promethazine
Amphetamines, hawkin' spit in
Martin Luther's dream
I'm on some music shit, please
Don't make me shoot the shit
My ludicrous lyrics delivered
Up some Ruthless
Eazy with a sour diesel want to
Find me sleeping in the parties
Probably wanna creep or leave me as a carcass
I've been honest I'm an artist
I was hated on since (when?)
Since I wrote the hardest novels
And I rose from Lawrence
I can roll up on your squadron with the tool
But Term he says nothing, Term he keeps cool

Jealousy and envy are dumb ones too
So Slaine he says nothing, he keeps his cool
I feel this jealousy and envy
Is dumb ones tools
So Term he says nothing, he keeps his cool
Cause jealousy and envy are dumb ones too
So Slaine he says nothing, he keeps his cool
I feel this jealousy and envy
Is dumb ones tools
So Term he says nothing, he keeps his cool