Slaine - Intro (The White Man is the Devil) lyrics
[Slaine - Intro The White Man is the Devil lyrics]
- As I was going up the stairs I met a man
Who wasn't there he wasn't there
Again today i wish, i wish he'd go away
- Where did you learn that?
Where'd you learn that poem?
- I made it up when I was a kid i made it up
- What else do you remember from back then?
- Don't beat around the bush, doc
Don't beat around the bush
Don't beat around the bush, don't
Beat around the bush, doc!
- Who am I speaking to what right
Now? What should I call you?
My name is Slaine and I'm back i'm back
Motherfuckers!
I know you heard the word on the street
Yeah i ain't got a buzz for no
Reason a lot of chittering and chattering
Keep talking shit is he nice? Is
He not? You be the judge
It's been a long time since you might
Have seen me or heard of me
Rumours that I OD'd, OG's that murdered me
(Oh please)
My whole steez knocking on death's door
Respirators, doctors pressing my chest
George is back from the dead
Slaine is back to reveal it
Brain is still on those drugs like an
Egg you cracked in the skillet
Got a segment that hate me maybe
A faction that feel it
I'm a keep rational rationally
I'm back to kill it
Heard the whisperers whisper
Heard the snips and the snickers
The vicious chittering chattering from
The mischievous bitches
And I'm sick of the bickering
And the stupid indifference
If the white man is the
Devil this is Lucifer's kitchen
With a ruthless addiction on
The cuckoo that's cooking
Not a ballerina but carry
A two-two in Brooklyn
I'm a crook with a crooked rhyme pattern
Mind scattering, fuck battling, talking
I'm leaving the nines chattering
My squad is DMS, yes, you may need a rest
Yes
They're deceiving in jest, put you in the EMS
This is no backpacking, I'm back cracking
It's that cracker whose rap smack
Of a certain vernacular
Walking a thin line that
Flirts with spectacular scratch that
I don't even flirt with disaster
I harass her like Kobe
Fuck her in the ass after
I'm taking the first snicker and
Having the last laughter
The psychopathic bastard slash
Pastor slash rapper
Slash actor, leave you slashed and hacked up
Blast master
Crash classic spazzing with the flow pattern
That you couldn't imagine having
Passing avenues you couldn't travel or fathom
I have em unravelling, dabbling, babbling
Stabbing myself in the abdomen
I'm a ravishing maverick with
The clarinet larynx that's sturdy and worthy
Of science experiments
Demons and spirit's are just
Out of my heritage here I come
Cause like my ear is numb every
Time I hear the drum
I'm a freak of night, scared of the sun
Let me remind you one time
Exactly where I'm from this is Zero Street
Who wasn't there he wasn't there
Again today i wish, i wish he'd go away
- Where did you learn that?
Where'd you learn that poem?
- I made it up when I was a kid i made it up
- What else do you remember from back then?
- Don't beat around the bush, doc
Don't beat around the bush
Don't beat around the bush, don't
Beat around the bush, doc!
- Who am I speaking to what right
Now? What should I call you?
My name is Slaine and I'm back i'm back
Motherfuckers!
I know you heard the word on the street
Yeah i ain't got a buzz for no
Reason a lot of chittering and chattering
Keep talking shit is he nice? Is
He not? You be the judge
It's been a long time since you might
Have seen me or heard of me
Rumours that I OD'd, OG's that murdered me
(Oh please)
My whole steez knocking on death's door
Respirators, doctors pressing my chest
George is back from the dead
Slaine is back to reveal it
Brain is still on those drugs like an
Egg you cracked in the skillet
Got a segment that hate me maybe
A faction that feel it
I'm a keep rational rationally
I'm back to kill it
Heard the whisperers whisper
Heard the snips and the snickers
The vicious chittering chattering from
The mischievous bitches
And I'm sick of the bickering
And the stupid indifference
If the white man is the
Devil this is Lucifer's kitchen
With a ruthless addiction on
The cuckoo that's cooking
Not a ballerina but carry
A two-two in Brooklyn
I'm a crook with a crooked rhyme pattern
Mind scattering, fuck battling, talking
I'm leaving the nines chattering
My squad is DMS, yes, you may need a rest
Yes
They're deceiving in jest, put you in the EMS
This is no backpacking, I'm back cracking
It's that cracker whose rap smack
Of a certain vernacular
Walking a thin line that
Flirts with spectacular scratch that
I don't even flirt with disaster
I harass her like Kobe
Fuck her in the ass after
I'm taking the first snicker and
Having the last laughter
The psychopathic bastard slash
Pastor slash rapper
Slash actor, leave you slashed and hacked up
Blast master
Crash classic spazzing with the flow pattern
That you couldn't imagine having
Passing avenues you couldn't travel or fathom
I have em unravelling, dabbling, babbling
Stabbing myself in the abdomen
I'm a ravishing maverick with
The clarinet larynx that's sturdy and worthy
Of science experiments
Demons and spirit's are just
Out of my heritage here I come
Cause like my ear is numb every
Time I hear the drum
I'm a freak of night, scared of the sun
Let me remind you one time
Exactly where I'm from this is Zero Street