
Date of issue: 16.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: On And On
Song language: English
Drugs |
Now, I don’t do drugs |
Chronic ain’t a cure-all |
They say you could get hooked on it |
Maybe it ain’t for all, maybe it ain’t your call |
Maybe it ain’t so great, maybe it’s excellent |
Homie, I ain’t Socrates |
Man I did it so late, I was almost 30, truthfully |
I was scared, since D.A.R.E. |
I thought it’d hurt me, truthfully |
I was prepared to be in my underwear, singin', surfin' |
All I got was really hungry, self-aware, and thirsty |
Now I laugh a bit |
Reminding me of rappers back in '96 with flat brim hats and fake accents from |
NY and shit |
Tryin' to be the passers of blunts |
But I denied them it |
Then they ask why I front like I’m a rapper and that I’m a bitch |
But I’m a rapper who’s blunt, I mean upfront |
When it’s time for it, they were just good at wrappin', blunts |
And couldn’t rhyme for shit |
It’s like they relied on it, their whole image a lie |
And it’s the reason when I paint you an image you can’t hide from it |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
Now I do not do drugs |
Guess I don’t give a fuck |
But I know a few who use, who have to give it up |
But I know a few who use, 'cause they sick as fuck |
But I know a few who just do, not too trivial |
My homie who had cancer, true, he had to give a nut |
Plus he had that flu bug, everything he chewed was up |
You know half the answer, came from just a few puffs |
If you ain’t got the answers, cool then why would you judge |
Homegirl had a tumor, now she has to do without |
A part of her brain |
For her pain pharmaceuticals |
She used to misuse them, true |
'Til she threw them out so she burns a few nugs |
Who are you accusing? |
Now I ain’t talking coke 'cause that’s some dumb ass shit |
Or when you smoke until you «uh», dumb as shit |
But what about those white coats? |
Type that only write notes to get you high of their stash, Nasdaq shit |
Now I ain’t that dense, spare me the lesson |
Kids were teaching D.A.R.E on some antidepressants |
I ain’t tryin' to scare you, but dare you to question |
I’m saying just be careful, if there’s a suggestion |
Either way, there’s a lesson, it was just a suggestion |
What you do or not do just because it was mentioned |
That’s the shit that men shun, that ain’t the shit that I do |
My life is just different man, I ain’t gotta be like you |
Say yay |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own, way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
I will find my own way |
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Artist lyrics: AllttA
Artist lyrics: 20 SYL
Artist lyrics: Mr. J. Medeiros