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D Gloves & Roaches on Water Street 2 by dominick

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D Gloves & Roaches on Water Street 2

blues,male vocals

0:003:50
Lyrics
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(Intro - Spoken, snarling tone)
Welcome to the gutter, where the roaches crawl and the bottles smash—Water Street’s bleeding, and I’m the last man standing in the trash.
(Verse 1)
Roaches under my fucking boots, scraping dirt from broken glass,
Bottles slam, full throttle rage, no vacation, just a fucking crash.
Cabo’s bugs don’t touch this hell, this sludge is mine to bleed,
Call me clown, call me douchebag, fire me now—I’m done with your greed.
(Chorus)
D glove in my nachos, career’s dead—fuck your loyalty charade,
Water Street’s a poison pit, and I’m the venom that won’t fade.
No salvation, just disdain, bitterness in every breath I take,
Call me what you want, but this fucked-up world’s mine to break.
(Verse 2)
Lacey’s venom drips like acid, she’s a cunt with a capital C,
Wish the bus had hit her right, took her out, set me free.
Alex drowned in baby cries, manager dreams on shaky ground,
Ally’s fake with no realism, autism hints, a twisted sound.
(Chorus)
D glove in my nachos, career’s dead—fuck your loyalty charade,
Water Street’s a poison pit, and I’m the venom that won’t fade.
No salvation, just disdain, bitterness in every breath I take,
Call me what you want, but this fucked-up world’s mine to break.
(Bridge - raw, almost spoken with growl)
Big body bitch, no loyalty, just a capital C cunt,
Small Novi plays manager? Wild joke, tainted hunt.
Quit while you’re ahead, tears fall in the gutter’s damp,
I found that fucking glove, proof my world’s a fucking scam.
(Verse 3)
Under neon flickers, lies crawl like cockroaches in the grime,
This street’s a war zone, and I’m the last to fuckin’ lose my mind.
No masks, no filters, just raw nerve and shattered glass,
I wear this chaos like a crown, a king of broken, shattered past.
(Chorus)
D glove in my nachos, career’s dead—fuck your loyalty charade,
Water Street’s a poison pit, and I’m the venom that won’t fade.
No salvation, just disdain, bitterness in every breath I take,
Call me what you want, but this fucked-up world’s mine to break.
(Outro - fading, bitter)
Roaches scuttle, bottles fall, shadows scream beneath the streetlight’s pall,
Water Street’s a graveyard for the lost, and I’m the ghost who won’t recall.
(End with a guttural growl)
Fuck you all—this is my fall.
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