Slayer
IAN Lyrics


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Strung up
Like a bell
If I don't ring it now
I never will
It's not that I don't care
Kicking my feet to the Furs
Like a dead horse fly, I'm barley here
Skunk
I don't smell
It's just your upper lip
Quit chugging wells
He wears her underwear
Coffin Queen
My strawberry's been crushed
But I'm feeling fine
It took a minute to feel the
Cool calm protections
From the teeth-grind collective
No numbing solution on the left side, I'm
Fools gold, baby. No
Part of me worth injecting
Instead string me up
Like a bell
And dead-ring me when
You need your fill
Whenever you dig me up
Just throw away those stilts
My lungs can't take 'em now
They keep getting killed
Spirits please correct me
Ghouls and gals hexing
A dark hold, I'm being watched by Mordred the Mystic
Maybe Killraven
I am the slayer




I'll slay all them to pieces
In my underwear

Overall Meaning

The Romanian song "Slayer" by Ian is a powerful and aggressive rap that tackles various themes revolving around the singer's arrogance and superiority over others. The first verse introduces the singer as someone who sells rhymes in bulk, gives away money like a philanthropist, and has the power to take a rapper out of a show and leave them without flow or style. The singer also claims to be high but will leave others low, and intends to teach them again things they have forgotten. The second verse is more confrontational, with the singer repeating himself and criticizing someone for going in circles and being stressed about meaningless things. The singer takes pleasure in causing pain and mocking others and is not afraid to step on others on his way.


The song's overall message is one of self-assertion and dominance over others, with a disregard for rules and morality. The singer enjoys causing conflicts and mocking others, and has no qualms about stepping on others to get ahead. The song also alludes to the idea of slaying and being a champion, suggesting that the singer has achieved a level of success that others cannot attain.


Line by Line Meaning

Anul meu
This is my year


Dau rime en-gros, banii ca un filantrop
I write rhymes in bulk and spend money like a philanthropist


Iau un rapper și îl scot din show
I take a rapper and kick them out of the show


Ți-l las fără flow, ți-l las fără ștou, sunt high dar ți-l las low
I leave them without flow, without style, I'm high but I leave them low


Vă învăț din nou, v-am făcut filmu', am plecat din ghetou
I teach you again, I made the movie, I left the ghetto


Nu te fuți cu marea chiar dacă ești valul nou
Don't mess with the sea, even if you're a new wave


De câte ori tre' să mă mai repet
How many times do I have to repeat myself


Te-nvârți în cerc
You're going round in circles


Te lovește o vorbă mai rău ca un pumn în plex
Words hit you harder than a punch in the gut


Nu dau doi bani pe târfe, darămite pentru sex
I don't care about sluts, let alone sex


Pentru mine-i o joacă, pentru tine e un stres
It's a game for me, but a stress for you


Lovesc unde te doare cel mai tare
I hit you where it hurts the most


Chiar dacă asta înseamnă să stau un pic la răcoare
Even if it means taking a break for a while


Chiar dacă te ataci, tu știi c-o faci din frustare
Even if you attack me, you know you're doing it out of frustration


Eu-s ăla care râde când tu ai înmormântare, târfo
I'm the one who laughs when you have a funeral, slut


Ți-am zis că-s fără scrupule, n-ai ascultat
I told you I'm ruthless, but you didn't listen


Eu calc peste cadavre doar ca să fiu înjurat
I step on corpses just to be cursed at


Iau la mișto o pizdă proastă doar ca să fiu amuzat
I make fun of a stupid bitch just to be amused


Fac un smardoi să plângă acasă lângă târfa lui în pat
I make a geek cry at home next to his slut in bed




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Chad Zappia

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