A World With No Skies

[Intro] I gotta piss! (Yeah) Back in the studio - woo! [Slaine] Yo this is no experiment, the building of a pyramid A revolution for the deadened eyes of the spiritless I am not a hero with the heroine I am merely buried in the fearlessness and swimmin' in adrenaline You don't understand where my head has been I was starin at a television, droolin from my medicine Fallin' in a rock bottom hole that would never end Now I'm bangin on the fuckin' door screamin' let us in Fuck it let's pick up the pace, I got some yay and liquor to taste And enough guns to stick up the place He got a rhythm vision in him and a burner to tuck/that talk to him Earnin' a buck, don't stop, determined as fuck I hunger for blood, sleep deep in a dungeon of drugs I'm like a dope fiend who does dirt and runs in the mud I had an uncle who's a junkie and my cousin's a thug Violence is like AIDS, it runs in the blood [Hook] I live in a world with no sun Where everybody's high and we all pack guns 'Til the day we die we fucking stack funds Cause we live in a world with no sky This is my world! I live in it and die in it People always used to tell me that the sky's the limit But I live in a world with no skies Yeah I live in a world with no skies [Slaine] Scrapin' from the rock bottom turned me to a hustler Now I got the product that I'm pushin' to a customer Powerful narcotic powder crushed to give a rush to ya Anger and aggression, I'mma fuckin' bag it up for ya People wanna know where my head is at I've been beatin' on a kick when I was down 'til my head is cracked Driven by a rage and they never could get rid of that So I took my motherfuckin' spot, try and get it back~! I'm too on top of my speed, I got a pocket of greed I never sleep, my eye sockets'll bleed Before I ever let you creep up on me, that shit's just not gonna be That'll be a future that you're not gonna see My team is a squad of derelicts, of Demons and Gods So when my back's against the wall I can even the odds We fight for the cause even if the reason is wrong The winter is freezin', where I live the season is long! [Hook] [Slaine] Olde English 40 bottles, brown paper baggin' Stinkin' like a fresh bag of weed, pants saggin' Had a vision back then like you can't imagine No exaggeration, I am what you can't fathom I'm a phantom, they doubted me and told me that I can't um All it did was teach me how to fight and now I can't run Can't walk straight, it ain't even odd I'm heading back to this Hell, I don't believe in God At all, at all (at all, at all) [Hook]