Sliders (feat. Flatbush Zombies & Col3trane) - Meechy Darko

Victimized, scrutanized I am here to survive How you live? (trapped) How you die? (trapped) All the time is what you really feel inside (trapped) Insecure (trapped), what you need? How you not here to be 1 percent or 99, I want it all I swear to God, by myself Anxiety, anxiousness, misery Lose your dreams, lose your mind I can travel inside my mind like all the time Do what I gotta do to get into your vibe No right or wrong been moving when we moving right Say my name in the mirror 30 times When this song is over, we will lead a normal life These eyes, they won't be fake, no Screwed up, but I'll be gentle Been drivin,' been drinkin' Lord help me, this is not right State your claims and play your games This is no rap embrace We just rhyme, press rewind Let's replay, and let's get down These eyes, they won't be fake, no Screwed up, but I'll be gentle Been drivin,' been drinkin' Lord help me, this is not right State your claims and play your games This is no rap embrace We just rhyme, press rewind Let's replay, and let's get down Let's get down, let's replay Let's get down, let's replay I see happy people In the middle of no where I see happy people In the middle of no where the bloodsheds thy people In the middle of no where I see happy people In the middle of no where the bloodsheds thy people I woke up this morning and I asked myself; "Is life worth living, should I blast myself? And when I'm gone would they remember?" Only son of Deborah, born in late December Would my women cry for me when they get the news That they future baby daddy Hanging from a noose I don't wanna cry, be a better way Don't ever want to see her die, so I found an escape Should I leap in head first off the fire escape Or should I take the easy way, shoot myself in the face I can't really explain What got me feelin' this way To all my fans, I'm truly sorry that I have to end it But keep your minds open, and my verses in your memory In disbelieve, at least I made it to a quarter century Just tryna give you a good ending for the documentary I won't give you reasons why I had to do it Just know I'm going through it And I really had to do it Get it together, fuck is you doin' God got my number blocked My calls, he never answered Who's to blame, myself, the bullet or the handgun The night time's the hardest time to be alive Only sleepin' with women I love I got insomnia I got a bad case of 4 A.M. regrets You know, like when you can't sleep, layin' in your bed Replaying all them things you wish you never did Voices in my head, sleep paralysis Countin' sheep all week I'm half-past dead Vision clouded Voices, whispers, are they talkin' about me

Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I Thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Since a soldier saw the surface I cracked the canvas and cursed it Part of me wasn't good enough But a picture ain't perfect What is proper and purpose? Leaving families hurting She don't trust me at all She put a lock on her purses Part of me don't deserve ya' Pardon bruh, I was nervous and this is a new beginning We fly so come feel the turbulence Never bow to that serpent Dreamed and found out I'm worth it Soul circuit, love lurking and close curtains And I be that bigger person And this my seed, she nurse it I stimulate her mind, she challenge me while we rehearse it Smoking on this weed got me feeling like a wordsmith Another word to nigger, per fect, no? Shit nigga, uhh Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas Thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free I'm addicted to the Henny All of these bitches with me I've done been around the world Pussy nigga, see me Fuck it nigga, forgive me Pussy, money and drugs Mary, nothing above Shark hoodies, backwoods, Rizla, OG Puff puff, homie rest up Just us against the world Finger fuck it like my nine bustin' It's no discussion, quit the rushin' If D's coming get the flushing', all of a sudden Heard you was fucking with other niggas I ain't bluffing, locked up, now luxed up Handcuffed, now hand cuff Unfaithful bitch love the taste of dick Only faithful to my bros My rights and my wrongs Some nights I play, 2Pac and zone Pop on my phone, selling and flipping Bounce to my own True to the beat, LSD by the sheet My flow is part of the beat I know it's hard to believe that you're part of the seed Sometimes it's hard to breath All my needs reaper, please leave my soul at ease Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas Thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Aiiiaah, uuhhhh I can't wait 'til we get on So we can get what we want I gotta get what I want, baby-yyy-eh Hey-o, heeeyyy, hey-o, heeeyyy, hey-o Heeeey-o-eeyyy-ooooh Oooohh, heeey-o-eeuh, huuuuh

Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know Real girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know I wanna fuck you like a pornstar, a pornstar Make you skrrt like a NASCAR, baby ass large Up and down like a '64, might take your bitch boy Balenciagas Millie Rock neck lit, big timer Eat at home the salmon dinner pussy talkin', yes I hear it We fucking in the mirror, can't see it any clearer Treat it like a feast yeah, eat it like a beast yeah And if that bitch got a girl on girl, I'm gon' beat ya Divine 'bout it, I be honest, you a miracle Bipolar but I love you like your momma do High roller, smoking good that's what we 'posed to do The realest in here, gonna get it nothing stopping Got moscatti blowin', they haters, they hoein' We are not the same, they copy, they know it Yeah I'm drippin' game, trippin' mane, diamond fangs Zombie need the brain, baby baby, what you say? Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know You offendin' me Shorty dirty talkin', read her lips like Marilyn Drop it on the floor and I got hundreds, don't embarrass me How a nigga deckin' but he's pimpin' so casually Slow sipper, bout to go gorilla with my mans and them Riding slow cause I ain't in the mood for all the ramblin' Shorty game fire, bet need to call the ambulance Woop, I got two bottles of booze, can you handle it? Most these niggas is volunteers and I beat it like a candidate Tippin' shorty, dip she can get the naughty hip Pussy so delicious I can't even take my hands off her Big ol' booty moving on me, just threw it up again Girl you take a piece of me like I be needin' up again All these niggas jealous, they can't tell you what you up against Now she's blowin' kisses, postin' pictures on her social shit Strippin' for her sisters, no positions but I open it And it's overtime and it's over with Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know Okay it's Bun B, that trill OG back up in the driver seat Whippin' up that work while they Zombie boys supply the heat Sippin' 1942 and smokin' on a ball bat Posted in the VIP, stuntin' like we all that Chuckin' up the deuce, showin' love to all my kin We standing on them tables, baby 'bout to get it in If you know just like I know, you know where this is headed A night to be remember and won't nobody forget it Them boppers walkin' by showin' out, tootin' their ass up Yeah I'm smokin' gas baby girl but I ain't gassed up You wanna be down, that's only if I let you Let me marinate on it and maybe I'll come back and get you You'r fine but your mind ain't on the level that it could be Get down with a G and I could show you how it should be Roll another fatty up, pass me the tequila Let me know when you wanna make your world a little trilla Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know Reel girls get down on the floor Zombie Gang baby act like you know Championship ring on her toes, hey Coke in her nose, she don't know that I know

Wasted lows, amazing highs I know you hate the way that I- Do just enough to get you up It feels like I'm losin' touch, I'm not enough I keep runnin' fast, I keep running faster The world is such a wreck, I know I'm a mess, nothing less I keep runnin' fast, I keep running faster You said that you wish I'd go Why you live in a world so cruel? I got just enough to get you up It feels like I'm losin' touch, I'm not enough I feel like I'ma pass out Fact that the day ones were last now They wanna be just like you Friends turn and they lose .45 and I'm gone (gone) Feel alive when I'm tourin' (tourin') Now I waste all my time feelin' lesser Don't wanna mess up Know that I'm blessed up It's been emotional Listen, I hope you know- All of the pain that you caused me, it helped me grow I can't feel anymore I know I've been ignorin' the things that I live for The life that I give in I feel like I coulda done better So I keep runnin' faster than ever I keep runnin' fast, I keep running faster The world is such a wreck, I know I'm a mess, nothing less I keep runnin' fast, I keep running faster You said that "you wish I'd go" Why you live in a world so cruel? I got just enough to get you up It feels like I'm losin' touch, I'm not enough (I got just enough to get you up) (I'm losin' touch, I'm not enough)

(Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks) Si yo quisiera viajo al futuro Miles de demonios yo conjuro Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks Si yo quisiera viajo al futuro Miles de demonios yo conjuro Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks Ando en una odisea y no espacial Miles como tú, no eres especial Yo no soy un G, menos un MC Puta, no molestes, largo de aquí Andas muy loco, pinche chango Tu puta me la chupa como mango Aguanto la presión como Rambo Tiros en las patas y bailan mambo Si yo quisiera viajo al futuro Miles de demonios yo conjuro Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks Si yo quisiera viajo al futuro Miles de demonios yo conjuro Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks Con modestia soy el más molesto No me compares con en el resto Ellos encerrados, yo fuera del cesto Cannabis Klein es a lo que apesto Te apuesto que me quedo con el puesto Y si me voy, tú te quedas de repuesto 244 palabras escritas Pa' que tú te derritas Si yo quisiera viajo al futuro Miles de demonios yo conjuro Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks Si yo quisiera viajo al futuro Miles de demonios yo conjuro Sueñan con ser compas del Bronx Y yo vengo del futuro como Trunks (Vengo del futuro como Trunks Como Trunks... Vengo del futuro como Trunks)