Текст песни Heroin Rap - Huskii

I feel like Darcy Duggan in the old days
I spin a block in the bucket, don't need a roll cage
I got no time or respect for any of them old mates
Most 'em told jerks when I see 'em back to my old ways

I ain't tryna rap on drill if that's a cold case
They talk packs every single thing that I roll laced
We used to get a occa now it's old plates
Give a bitch a habit say I love her now we soulmates (I do, I do...)

Fat rappers on steroids they got the swole face
I keep the muscle in the muzzle for them cold days
Still struggle in hustle town for them dole-days
My family name in your area and it holds weight

I'm the antihero this is heroin rap
Every day I try and send myself to heaven and back
Guilty conscience, I don't ever relax
I got Lucifer to thank for writing every track

Done shit I wish I didn't have to, but I'll never take back
That's too deep for them ever to catch
They'll understand though
I pay your bM in bud just to drive a van load

Custy's all junkies I got bourgeois in a bando
Remember when pushin' music the plan though
How we go from doing hand to hands to flippin' Nandos
Money ain't as fun if all ya mans broke

Fighting all these demons ain't as easy when your fans know truth

His mother says he was a normal, happy boy
Until he became obsessed with black metal music
"I am talking about pervasive messages
That are available to kids of any age that are explicit and violent"
I am a Christian and I do not like to voice about hell, about the devil
There is power in Satan
Yes, I don't want anything to do with it

The devil will make you kill your mum