| Real drugs do real things
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| Go to extremes, crash regimes and kill kings
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| In the last reprieve he still sings
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| How the task that the master needs reveals wings
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| And though he has to bleed, it still brings him Heaven and Hell
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| Better believe the truth stings
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| Tyin' his arm off with violin strings
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| His eyes and dreams diverted as the siren screams, eternal
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| Over-dosage is a marketing scheme, that’s just as dark as it seem when it’s a
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| part of your team
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| With the esteem of a savant, as smart as a genius
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| Vanity carried the dope into the heart of a fiend
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| Another destroyed life was meant to be more righteous in the face of this
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| full-on opioid crisis
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| While the wolves pull the wool on and prey on vices
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| Still the dogs with the hood on is way more frightenin'
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| For death, you’re not ready
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| Trust me, I’m deadly as the Fentanyl that killed Prince and Tom Petty
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| I would venture still into the trench and bomb heavy
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| Every infidel will feel the strength of my medley
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| And so it begins as evil intends to start off slow, then graduate to needles
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| and pins
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| You would have forsaken everybody, even your friends
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| And see where it ends, the visual’s a reason to cringe
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| You watchin' this? |
| He took a shot in the esophagus
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| He’s in the zone and stoned like a sarcophagus
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| Try stoppin' this, I’m on top of the metropolis
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| It’s narcissist over Narcotics Anonymous
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| Broken promises, broken jaws and dope whores
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| I separate the fact from the folklore
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| Let’s estimate the tracks that I spoke for
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| Euphoria is the most that you could hope for
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| I ghost wrote for the greats and took the best out
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| A poker face from the estates, I had to stress out
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| But no complaints from me, a race that had to check-out
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| Hey yo, I got a brand new bag for you to test out
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| Yo, the shit crazy
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| This shit cra- |