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Drugz, Try Them
- //Chorus :04//
- Feel like my bones shake in my lone grave
- I know this ain’t what you wanted, down for a taste
- Baby gone get me something, flamed, internal haste
- Outraged on herbal, eternal funeral, painted red
- Stained on my shirt, we doing drugs everyday
- //Verse 1 :24//
- Who, (phew), yeah, pulling up we chase
- Typical, flipping it lyrical, ain’t no way
- Calling it critical, not pitiful on my (ok!)
- //:32//
- Cynical, subliminal demons, I’m Gaultier
- But they ain’t under my bed like Beyoncé (ay)
- Monsters are critics to me, delay the dead
- Yesterday, so high, I spent the day in my bed
- Physics break bones, sticks and stones sway, lead indefinite
- Can’t avoid wrist in water, ice in a sauna, on her, yeah
- Drugs in a concord, marijuana is my doctor
- Earn a pretty dollar from the altar, wish life was longer (shh)
- One day, I’ll get an Oscar, and light a blunt on the stage
- My face not fazed, hurt, I can’t even pray at night (fine)
- Yeah, God hurt me so many times, I fade from the light
- Now I can’t trust a soul, I wake and bake (ahh)
- And make music everyday, after I repay my demons
- //1:15//
- (mm, mm, mm)
- //Chorus Slowed 1:19//
- Feel like my bones shake in my lone grave
- I know this ain’t what you wanted, down for a taste
- Baby gone get me something, flamed, internal haste
- Outraged on herbal, eternal funeral, painted red
- Stained on my shirt, we doing drugs everyday
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