Thats How It Is

[Intro: Slaine] Here we go again Turn my mic up a little bit, I can't hear myself that good, Stat' How many times we gonna bang motherfuckers in the head before they understand, Stat'? The chemistry is there The drugs is here [Verse 1: Slaine] I'm afraid of no man but myself and what I might do I'm afraid of no knife, no bats, and no rifle I'm afraid of how I might react to cats, I might snipe you Strike you, leave you dead with tubes in your windpipe, dude Am I Satan's disciple? Jesus's homeboy? Nah, I'm my own thing, I'm a king on my own, boy And we ain't homeboys, we men I'm society's sickness, writing with the poisoned pen Now society's addicted to this Boom Bap noise again Don't make me start raising my voice again, please From reefa clouds to speaking loud When the heat come out, I'm going out in a blaze while you peaking out your windows Who's a villain? I'm your next-door neighbour Ever since I was a minor, I knew I would be major Came back from Hell, the hell raiser Ever since I was a minor, I knew I would be major [Hook: Slaine] This is dedicated to you bitches and you hoes (That's how it is and that's how it goes) Every day I'm sleeping, every night I'm doing shows (That's how it is and that's how it goes) So this is dedicated to you bitches and you hoes Every day I'm sleeping, every night I'm doing shows - making dough (That's how it is and that's how it goes) [Verse 2: Tully Bantacain] Yeah, a first night spinner in the place While you're spending all up on that dinner date A ten-minute late nigga still win the race You all out of bounds, I'm all in the place You acting all shy, I'm all in her face She calling me sweet, you got that bitter face I'm kicking ass while you're ditching class 'Cause my bars drop like bank shots when they hit the glass Pushing and mushing the gas, moving hella fast 'Round the corner like Daytona, [?] Used to look and laugh, shook off that kush and hash Cold, tell a stank bitch to douche her ass Emcees push me past the limit Pass the spinach, I'll leave your mask cracked and dented Your boy's well past the limit 'Bout to take your ass back a minute, back up in it [Hook: Slaine] This is dedicated to you bitches and you hoes (That's how it is and that's how it goes) Every day I'm sleeping, every night I'm doing shows (That's how it is and that's how it goes) So this is dedicated to you bitches and you hoes Every day I'm sleeping, every night I'm doing shows - making dough (That's how it is and that's how it goes) [Verse 3: Termanology] Uh, I'm taking meth tabs in the meth lab 'Bout to knock out, right hook, left jab Oh mane, I be measuring cocaine So I know I ain't living to be a old mane I'm doomed, all the shit that I consume- In this little body, you couldn't fit it in one room I'm having bad dreams, hearing guns boom The bullet headed towards my face then it split in two Guess I'm two-faced, Harvey Dent That's why I drink a whole bottle and I'm hardly bent Disrespect my name and I'm like "fuck the fame" I'll still lay your ass flat, Tully Bantacain On a track with Slaine, Stat' did the beat Movie money, sports money, money from the street My tongue in my cheek, that's where I keep the razor 'Cause ever since a minor, I knew I'd be major [Hook: Slaine] This is dedicated to you bitches and you hoes (That's how it is and that's how it goes) Every day I'm sleeping, every night I'm doing shows (That's how it is and that's how it goes) So this is dedicated to you bitches and you hoes Every day I'm sleeping, every night I'm doing shows - making dough (That's how it is and that's how it goes)