Decadence - Slum Village

Dream team you’re better then you listen them

Nah dawg, ain’t no fuckin catching them,

Niggas talk tall and can’t act for them

I guess they got they fucking halos protecting them

Just speak on it dawg, yo, it’s decadence

You’re running with raw, it’s decadence

You can’t see us, it’s decadence

We the realest around nigga, respected yea

(Verse)

I’m out of order my buy, my bipolar dissorder

Lord of the horror that killed Dora and that fuckin explorer

I turn the sword into a man alughter, I’m buying stroker

I drain the put on this trap then rhyme Oprah

Up in this you penalized, we flyin vultures

In a desert with seven limbs, no signs — hopeless

You never wins, I’m better than ever been,

They say I’m going broke now, I’ve never been a wind,

Our buddy dudes, they hit their hollow chins,

We the tightest, word to James and Titus

I offer this, minus the riders

Ocaidas with Mike’s lip, I cause crisis

(Hook)

Dream team you’re better then you listen them

Nah dawg, ain’t no fuckin catching them,

Niggas talk tall and can’t act for them

I guess they got they fucking halos protecting them

Just speak on it dawg, yo, it’s decadence

You’re running with raw, it’s decadence

You can’t see us, it’s decadence

We the realest around nigga, respected yea

(Verse)

Ball in the corner pocket, aiming like I’m shooting moving targets

Underground like the black market,

Rocking stones not colognes

Onyx joints, wear black diamonds

Don’t wanna live up on hollow points,

Rock don shit, Gucci shades with the night vision

So even when it’s dark I’m a technician

Slick game keep it raw like a coke line

Beats by Jay nigga you can smoke mine

In my own lane never do it like they do

Sudden some whatever I touch down like ey you,

Paid dues, official like a may do,

RZA, dealer, I’m from the same school.

(Hook)

Dream team you’re better then you listen them

Nah dawg, ain’t no fuckin catching them,

Niggas talk tall and can’t act for them

I guess they got they fucking halos protecting them

Just speak on it dawg, yo, it’s decadence

You’re running with raw, it’s decadence

You can’t see us, it’s decadence

We the realest around nigga, respected yea

(Verse)

Peace to the villa, all the way back to H pilla, face scylla

Grade A spitter,

Patient as a grave digger,

Meaning I wait for a sound then I react why you’re playing around then I

Produce the hit the way I do it, you won’t know if it’s beef or making music,

I got your number homie, tailor suited

I measure your arms before I slay a Judas

I take em through it,

I’m Samuel as hell for folk fiction

Burning ales in hell then exhale

Then I give em hell like hell and twist wings

Brainstorming while you try to send sale.

The rest fail, tryin to derail the hustle,

I got a candle unleashed with no muzzles,

Your whole team’s on the bubble,

And we’re buzzin em, giving them trouble

We leave em searching to the rubble.

(Hook)

Dream team you’re better then you listen them

Nah dawg, ain’t no fuckin catching them,

Niggas talk tall and can’t act for them

I guess they got they fucking halos protecting them

Just speak on it dawg, yo, it’s decadence

You’re running with raw, it’s decadence

You can’t see us, it’s decadence

We the realest around nigga, respected yea