Текст песни Old Language (Nightmare) - Slicko

Real ghoul, you might see me in your nightmares
Back in school, that's where I first learned not to fight fair
In a mood, roll a few just to get right yeah
Tell em move, you and me ain't the same height yet

Back from the dead, straight to stomping on necks
Call on me yes, ain't got time for regrets
Cut off loose ends, won't be caught up not again
Just shut up let me vent!

Brought all of my friends in
We living that life and we're willing to die for the gang gang
If I said it I meant it
Can't look in my eyes cause I saw you a lie you pretending

They wanna fuck with the boy and I tell em that can't shit slow it
They wanna copy our shit and I tell em no can't be us
I wanna run in that bitch and just order the Bentley truck
She wanna fuck on the kid and I tell her just make me bust

On my back got Margiela, she wan cuff me for my talent
You a rat, boy you tellin', any real ones left in here?
Hold me back, ain't no tellin, I might make these niggas jealous
Only facts, all rebellion, I'm the youngest pioneer

Real ghoul, you might see me in your nightmares
Back in school, that's where I first learned not to fight fair
In a mood, roll a few just to get right yeah
Tell em move, you and me ain't the same height yet

Back from the dead, straight to stomping on necks
Call on me yes, ain't got time for regrets
Cut off loose ends, won't be caught up not again
Just shut up let me vent!

Feelin nauseous all these toxins in the room
Hear their voices know they callin for me soon
Think we lawless cause we roll with a platoon
Think we Godless cause I'm singing bout this doom

Dirty dancing with a lethal prima donna
She think I'm magic cause this wand gon make her holla
This shit too tragic I'm just passionate bout guala
I'm Manson lethal you ain't adequate for nada

Real ghoul, you might see me in your nightmares
Back in school, that's where I first learned not to fight fair
In a mood, roll a few just to get right yeah
Tell em move, you and me ain't the same height yet

Back from the dead, straight to stomping on necks
Call on me yes, ain't got time for regrets
Cut off loose ends, won't be caught up not again
Just shut up let me vent!