Slaine, Louis Bell, Termanology, Checkmark - Speed lyrics
[Slaine, Louis Bell, Termanology, Checkmark - Speed lyrics]
My little son's my dude
He's only three years old
His mother look at me and wonder
Will he be as bold?
Will his heart be warmer, will he be as cold?
Is his father much harder
With the bleedin' soul?
A fifth of whiskey and a
Gun inside his vehicle
Runnin' like a breedin' bull 'till he
Give the weed a pull
The money, just feed him
Superman spittin' back with
The speedin' bullets high as a helicopter
Fly with the smell of vodka
You hear them hammers bangin'? Then
You can tell us proper
And the dog is an alcoholic
He got his guts leakin'
He ain't afraid of nothin' now
That's just his nuts speakin'
That ain't a gangsta party, homie
That's a plush weekend
You ain't lived the fast life
You just got a slut tweakin'
So live it that trife, revel the devil
I'm drinkin' bottles with the
Pedal to the metal, come on
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
We can't outrun the past no
Matter how fast we go
The future's behind me
No way that you can find me
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
A live wire, ready to rock, ox in the pocket
Private stocked bottles
Me and Eddie would talk
About the ways to get the paper
Stayed evadin' the cops
Main thing we had in common
Was we hated our pops
One chose the fast life
One wanted to live the rap life
Readin' Native Son
Inspired by Richard Wright
The other left a night
Sunshinin' was his cryptonite
Driven by the cash, crack pipe
That's life when schizophrenic minds collide
Two sides to every story, only mine's alive
Ironic after a tidal wave of vital signs
The bad guy speakin' when the tide subsides
There's no prize in winnin'
A race against fate when I meet the maker I
Wanna spit in his face
They say the good die young
I'll be an old disgrace
I see my brother in an urn and
I should be in his place, i'm fucked
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
We can't outrun the past no
Matter how fast we go
The future's behind me
No way that you can find me
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
I never live slowly, used to live lonely
Started chasin' that Cudi money
To buy a roley
Never got a roley, but I got my homies
And two beautiful kids, I better drive slowly
Cause life ain't fear
Speed up, too fast, you could die right there
You could get the electric chair
And get fried right there get shot up
And get dreams and have nightmares
Best prepare
Never know when your test is near
Cause them Tecs'll glare when
Them checks don't clear
Try to keep my mind clear, but why am I here?
So many questions, I gave God a questionnaire
But, if the question here is
"When will I stop?"
Doin' drugs, gettin' drunk
How many pills will I pop?
How many drugs will I sell? How many?
Well, I thought I told you that we won't stop
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
We can't outrun the past no
Matter how fast we go
The future's behind me
No way that you can find me
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
He's only three years old
His mother look at me and wonder
Will he be as bold?
Will his heart be warmer, will he be as cold?
Is his father much harder
With the bleedin' soul?
A fifth of whiskey and a
Gun inside his vehicle
Runnin' like a breedin' bull 'till he
Give the weed a pull
The money, just feed him
Superman spittin' back with
The speedin' bullets high as a helicopter
Fly with the smell of vodka
You hear them hammers bangin'? Then
You can tell us proper
And the dog is an alcoholic
He got his guts leakin'
He ain't afraid of nothin' now
That's just his nuts speakin'
That ain't a gangsta party, homie
That's a plush weekend
You ain't lived the fast life
You just got a slut tweakin'
So live it that trife, revel the devil
I'm drinkin' bottles with the
Pedal to the metal, come on
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
We can't outrun the past no
Matter how fast we go
The future's behind me
No way that you can find me
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
A live wire, ready to rock, ox in the pocket
Private stocked bottles
Me and Eddie would talk
About the ways to get the paper
Stayed evadin' the cops
Main thing we had in common
Was we hated our pops
One chose the fast life
One wanted to live the rap life
Readin' Native Son
Inspired by Richard Wright
The other left a night
Sunshinin' was his cryptonite
Driven by the cash, crack pipe
That's life when schizophrenic minds collide
Two sides to every story, only mine's alive
Ironic after a tidal wave of vital signs
The bad guy speakin' when the tide subsides
There's no prize in winnin'
A race against fate when I meet the maker I
Wanna spit in his face
They say the good die young
I'll be an old disgrace
I see my brother in an urn and
I should be in his place, i'm fucked
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
We can't outrun the past no
Matter how fast we go
The future's behind me
No way that you can find me
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
I never live slowly, used to live lonely
Started chasin' that Cudi money
To buy a roley
Never got a roley, but I got my homies
And two beautiful kids, I better drive slowly
Cause life ain't fear
Speed up, too fast, you could die right there
You could get the electric chair
And get fried right there get shot up
And get dreams and have nightmares
Best prepare
Never know when your test is near
Cause them Tecs'll glare when
Them checks don't clear
Try to keep my mind clear, but why am I here?
So many questions, I gave God a questionnaire
But, if the question here is
"When will I stop?"
Doin' drugs, gettin' drunk
How many pills will I pop?
How many drugs will I sell? How many?
Well, I thought I told you that we won't stop
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow
We can't outrun the past no
Matter how fast we go
The future's behind me
No way that you can find me
The speed is all we know
Don't know how to live slow