Slaine, Termanology - Still Here lyrics

Slaine is dead
The wizard that remains instead
A shell of a hell bound
Vampire whose fangs is red
Strapped to the detox bed where
They chained his legs
And when he talks they wonder
What the language says
He bangs his head, shakes like a Vietnam vet
With a gold tooth and no
Use in either arm yet
Limbs are left in Asia, sands a second nature
Death’s a destination
My breath and resuscitation
An excellent explanation
The Genesis of the menace
Exodus of the patient
The rest of the medication is finished
When it’s gone he staggers up to his feet
To snatch victory from the agony of defeat
I’m back out on the street with a purpose


Feel it in my spirit
You can hear it my verses
Lyrics and the merciless purge
To disperse all the
Circle and serpents that’s working
To murk ‘em i’m still here

You would rather see me locked
You would rather see me hopped up
Pyre in a box but i’m still here
You would rather see me down
You would rather see me drown
You would rather see me fall
But, I’m still here
You seen me burn it down to the ground
But, I turned it all around, it’s obnoxious
And I’m still here
I done seen and heard it all
Been through drama with my dogs
With my back against the wall
That’s why I’m still here

Term is dead, bitches wanna burn his bread
Set fire to his empire, curb his head
Can’t put ‘em back together
What the surgeon said
She got raped by the Devil so the virgin bled
They wanna kill you
And they wanna destroy you
Your friends hanging with your
Enemies ain’t loyal
Your bitch hanging with your
Homeboys ain’t loyal
This is for my real ones
Nah this ain’t for you
Everybody talking ‘bout, "Is you Illuminati?"
Yeah I sold my soul for
Some Henny and a molly
And even if I did and you
Would say I did probably
Cause, I got this shit poppin’
The success made me cocky
The balls and the chemistry
Lyrics and the melody
Presence in the hustle but the
Grind is my specialty
Line ‘em all up just to
Die if they threaten me
And fuck it if I die as long
As you die next to me

You would rather see me locked
You would rather see me hopped up
Pyre in a box but i’m still here
You would rather see me down
You would rather see me drown
You would rather see me fall
But, I’m still here
You seen me burn it down to the ground
But, I turned it all around, it’s obnoxious
And I’m still here
I done seen and heard it all
Been through drama with my dogs
With my back against the wall
That’s why I’m still here

A-N T-I H-E-R-O feeling gassed up
Fuck whatever makes a car go
The Monte Carlo
The black Tahoe with a cracked throttle
I used to steer with one
Hand holding a Jack bottle
Ducking five-o, rim cracked on the pothole
The fuck if I know the impact that’ll follow
Through the windshield still in
Back at the bottle
Rinse, wash and repeat and I’m
In jack for tomorrow

Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna look in the eyes
Of the guy committing the homicide
The men in the Maga line
At dinner I had a line
No food just white wine and white lies
Sociopath with a couple of hooks in the bath
I’m on the wrong path I
Be going loco with cash
I hook soft on the devil
Hit him slow with a jab
These crabs in the bucket tryin’ to
Reach up and get smashed

You would rather see me locked
You would rather see me hopped up
Pyre in a box but i’m still here
You would rather see me down
You would rather see me drown
You would rather see me fall
But, I’m still here
You seen me burn it down to the ground
But, I turned it all around, it’s obnoxious
And I’m still here
I done seen and heard it all
Been through drama with my dogs
With my back against the wall
That’s why I’m still here