"High as a helicopter, Fly with the smell of vodka/
You hear them hammers bangin', and you can tell it's proper/
Dog is an alcoholic, he got his guts leakin'/
He ain't afraid of nothin', nah, that's just his nuts speakin'/"
One of the many albums that i'm anticipating for this year is Slaine's "The Boston Project". His last album, "A World With No Skies" is one that I still listen to frequently, so it's gonna be interesting to hear what's up his sleeve this year. This song has a cool feel to it, with a nice hook and a smooth beat. Check it.