Drugs 2.0
Quelle: Spotify
Anyone who knows me knows that I've been high,
That I've seen more powder than the Shea Stadium third baseline.
Knows that I've had more than a few episodes,
That I've gone to bed thinking that my heart might explode.
Maybe just shut off,
There's a knife in my back and the handle's been sawed off.
Like a lot of kids I was walking around sauced,
Wonderin' what the fuck happened, countin' the friends that I lost.
On one hand, most of my friends were one thing,
And addicts spawn quick like chicks who are too trusting.
Basically everyone I was surrounded with,
Was counterfeit junkies who couldn't find a way out of it.
When I look back and re-hash the past,
Fuck a second pass, I was given a fourth and fifth chance.
But as sure as track marks don't fade,
As far as a relapse I'm still one hit away.
Drugs
We break 'em, we crush 'em, we need 'em, we love 'em we can't get enough of 'em.
Drugs
They sell 'em, we cop 'em and buy 'em, and from our families try to disguise 'em.
Drugs
We're sick kids, sniffing up sicknesses, where the parents are witnesses.
Drugs
Yeah homie I'll show you what sickness is, 'til my neck spins around like that bitch in The Excorcist.
I know rockstars with deviated septums from blow,
Who put straws in their rectums to get coke up their asshole.
You wouln't believe half the shit that I've seen,
A swollen spleen, a black liver, and my skin turned green.
So cover me as I claim to be in recovery,
Swearin' I'm sober, while there's a thousand drugs infront of me.
And suddenly my circumstance surpasses subtlety,
I'm still over the top like keg stands and funnels be.
I know kids addicted to Oxycontin,
Go to the doc and all of a sudden their hooked on Suboxone.
There's no stopping, and once you're out of options,
When Death comes knockin' from all the pills you're poppin'.
Trust me, I'm one of the lucky ones,
Some kids get high, some kids succumb to drugs.
I pretty much made it out unscathed,
Except my body's shutting down and I piss blood some days.
Drugs
We break 'em, we crush 'em, we need 'em, we love 'em we can't get enough of 'em.
Drugs
They sell 'em, we cop 'em and buy 'em, and from our families try to disguise 'em.
Drugs
We're sick kids, sniffing up sicknesses, where the parents are witnesses.
Drugs
Yeah homie I'll show you what sickness is, 'til my neck spins around like that bitch in The Excorcist.
This ain't a PSA, needless to say,
But there's a problem when kids do crack before they graduate.
From rehab to relapse it'll find you and come back,
'til you walk around looking like a retarded reject.
As a kid, the Reagans told us "just say no",
But it never trickled down, my throat was numb from blow.
I was on a constant mission to get high,
Some people do it for fun, other's do it to get by.
My friends told me that "Josh you're gonna die",
But honestly at that time I didn't care about why.
People wrote me off and said my coffin was nailed,
'Cause I'm living proof that the drugs war failed.
Drugs
We break 'em, we crush 'em, we need 'em, we love 'em we can't get enough of 'em.
Drugs
They sell 'em, we cop 'em and buy 'em, and from our families try to disguise 'em.
Drugs
We're sick kids, sniffing up sicknesses, where the parents are witnesses.
Drugs
Yeah homie I'll show you what sickness is, 'til my neck spins around like that bitch in The Excorcist.
Drugs
We break 'em, we crush 'em, we need 'em, we love 'em we can't get enough of 'em.
Drugs
They sell 'em, we cop 'em and buy 'em, and from our families try to disguise 'em.
Drugs
We're sick kids, sniffing up sicknesses, where the parents are witnesses.
Drugs
Yeah homie I'll show you what sickness is, 'til my neck spins around like that bitch in The Excorcist.
Zeige deinen Freunden, dass dir Drugs 2.0 von Weerd Science gefällt:
Kommentare