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Lyrify.me

Domestic Violence by Slick Ross Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

(Suicide)
Stress Relief... Yo
Just got back from a break that didn't help shit
I'm still fucked up in the head with bad health shit
I stopped rapping so I can get my life together
Fight forever, Life is a bitch that's why a knife is better
(DIE BITCH)
My brains a torture chamber Locks and chains
Stop the pain
Veins pop, I'm not insane but listen
Keep fucking with me and I'll drop your name
If you end up bleeding from a forest *BITCH* I'm not to blame
Check it
Lyrical criminal Spitting cynical Did you know
You rappers pittiful Killing no one so HERE WE GO!!!
I got the stamina
Stabbing rappers on camera
Spitting powerful lyrics like popeye eating his spinage yo
Battling xXxSuicidexXx is not a smart choice
Gotta stomach full of rhymes all I'm missing is the harsh voice
The type of guy to make you slap your ma
Then ask her why she fucked your dad... and had you huh
But seriously FUCK people. The world will be better without it
I will shout it and I won't have the conscience to doubt it
Honest about it
I'm spitting from the heart
All of my lyrics were lived from the happy to the dark
But check it. I'm fucking tired of these weak mc's
Taking the fans, but there are some that believe that we
As in me and slick ross
Can pull this shit off
So all you mother fucker bow down or get lost
(Slick)
Suicide and slick is the crew come ride with it
Suicide and slick are here to prove we on some shit
Hi im super fly slick and i done flew from ninety sixth
Street, jamaica queens, and me and mayson got you beat
Suicide and slick is the crew come ride with it
Suicide and slick are here to prove we on some shit
Hi im super fly slick and i done flew from ninety sixth
Street, jamaica queens, and me and mayson got you beat

I remember when mayson did my cover of a milli
Of my remix and now hes grown and you ain't fuckin with him really
Hes still got a little ways to go, a beard, a harsh voice
But inside his heart i see a potential shark, boy
And thats what happens in environments of stress
You create savage monsters, lions in the den
I put lighter clicks to ses and life gets finer in a sec
Because when flights applied, im twice as high
It enlightens my perspec-tive in a second
My checklist, forget shit that stress slick
Domestic depression? forget it
Ive had the taste, enough of it
Thats why im blazin blunts and shit
Thats why im saying fuck a bitch
Thats why my name is something big
This super silver resonated killer is the designated filler
For these ebonic lungs, honest son, im bombin such
A violent radious, lyrical napalms and such
Ima spit the flavor till our maker is embalming us
Crunk army ride till the wheels fall off or the forensic team is chalking us
Got the world in my hand, it hasnt ended cause my palm is up
Who wantin some of this proper spit?
50 bux im on ya shit, damn, thats more than modest
Because slick soars like rockets
Lalalala hmm mm hmm mm mmm
I am on that drake shit i can afford to waste a line
Matta fact blah blah blah blah take 2
I ain't drake im slick ross i can afford to waste 2
Fuck an obstacle ill tear it down into a molecule
Only options to just profit through the improbable
Dissolving you, im something like an acid bath
Im pumpin my advanced syntax
I spit, scream, sing, produce, play instruments, and battle rap
Who the hell could battle that? my resume? excellent
Flow sporadic, call me slick uzi, i let it spray
Forget the day you ever think you nice as slick or suicide
And by the way dont forget to hate
Cuz mayson's in this crew of mine
Suicide and slick is the crew come ride with it
Suicide and slick are here to prove we on some shit
Hi im super fly slick and i done flew from ninety sixth
Street, jamaica queens, and me and mayson got you beat
Suicide and slick is the crew come ride with it
Suicide and slick are here to prove we on some shit
Hi im super fly slick and i done flew from ninety sixth
Street, jamaica queens, and me and mayson got you beat