Slaine - No More Pain

[Verse]
Drug-addled, saddled with the habit and battle babbling babble
Rattling as bad as I had to, riddling, slipping
Pissed, throwing scattering gravel
Priests telling me in-laws I need a Vatican travel
Sell the pope dope, oh no (yes, yes) nope, nope
So broke, now I gotta hustle all this coke, coke
Catholic school, looking at Lucifer's eye
Pupils are high, I just gotta loosen my tie
Shoot for the sky, Georgie, you're a killer
Cocky ass, hockey mask, call me Krueger
J. Vorhees, I'm a thriller
Spill a Heineken for hips, and boss the mic
Shit he seeing being that they all lost their life
Now that's real

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