It’s Too Late

Album cover art for "It’s Too Late" by Slaine & Amadeus The Stampede

Slaine & Amadeus The Stampede - Rap

It’s Too Late

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Lyrics

[Intro: Slaine] Yeah I love you, bitch You like me too? [Verse 1: Slaine] I'm like a burned out light bulb, a bad idea, nightmare It's a fucking black-hearted spirit that's born from some white parents If I don't like you, it's apparent Apparently I fucking stare at you dead in the face, you try and stare at me You motherfuckers aspire to be people I don't care to be I got the balls to be someone you couldn't dare to be The world is scared of me, my guns are humungous I tongue-kiss a young bitch, all of my girls are fantasies My balls and my word were all I had on the curb I envisioned the impossible dream until I had it occur Before OJ killed Nicole and was battering her I was selling forty bags of coke, holding a gat on the curb Now I got you shook and shaking, fucking mad at my words Look at you, chump, mistaking adjectives and verbs Then turn them into slurs, this is the best you get outta me Chris, Farley, and Bellucci probably would've been proud of me (Wouldn't they have?) [Chorus] The sound we hear, it is our hearts, they are in time They're marching clear and swift, the beat forever in our minds It gives us hope, it gives us strength, you know, to carry on Keep fighting 'til the end and past the end you will be strong [Verse 2: Amadeus The Stampede] They tell me "Am's, you gon' get shot, you gon' get dropped Get popped or locked up, knocked if you don't stop" I say fuck 'em all, I refuse to be scared, I tuck my balls I touch the walls with my back fighting 'til I crumble Balled into a fetal position, a chief on a mission See opposition until I'm beefing in prison Serving my time, awaking with the murder in mind Perverted with crimes, hollow tips inserted in .9s Save your face, doing dirt, making a great escape I will struggle 'til they over me singing Amazing Grace This for snakes who hate, I kill the baker, take the cake And break your face, when it comes to beef - I will scrape the plate I'm outnumbered, outgunned, here the clouds come Overcast the skies, I'm spent and 'bout done But I fight until my last breath that's left When it comes to fighting, my strength can denounce death [Chorus] The sound we hear, it is our hearts, they are in time They're marching clear and swift, the beat forever in our minds It gives us hope, it gives us strength, you know, to carry on Keep fighting 'til the end and past the end you will be strong [Outro] Strong and wise and you are love And when the tide it comes, you will float above-bove And you will be one day exactly what you are Just keep your head held high, kiss your fist, and touch the sky

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Credits

Writers
  • Amadeus The Stampede
  • Slaine