| Okay, last time, this is drugs
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| This is your brain on drugs
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| As I proceed to speak a mile a minute
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| I’m going faster, yeah, I’m in it to win it
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| My head and heart are gonna fucking blow
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| Another one and pace this entire place
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| My losing streak is the only thing
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| That’s more sore than my face
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| Yeah, let me tell you everything
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| Yeah, speak to me about anything
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| My day, my week, my month, my year, my life
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| I just wanna know anything about you
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| My day, my week, my month, my year, my life
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| Blast off, blast off, I can’t feel anything
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| Blast off, I feel like a God
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| Blast off, I feel like a God
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| Blast off
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| Blast off, blast off, blast off
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| Oh yeah, fuck
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| Yeah, you know I’m the million dollar man
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| Face first in a cocaine avalanche
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| The room feels like it’s ninety five degrees
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| It’s what keeps us coming
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| I’m burning up from my head to my feet
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| It’s what keeps us coming
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| It’s not about the glamor, it’s about the rush
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| It’s about the rush
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| I sober up at the end of the night
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| With a twenty bag of kush
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| And you know I’m the million dollar man
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| Face first in a cocaine avalanche
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| So the moral of my story today
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| Don’t get caught up in shit if you can’t hang
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| And just remember that these ain’t your friends
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| And you’ll forget them if this night ever ends
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| As I proceed to speak a mile a minute
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| I’m going faster, yeah, I’m in it to win it
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| And just remember that these ain’t your friends
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| And you’ll forget them if this night ever ends
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| Will this night ever end?
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| Will this night ever end?
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| Will this night ever end?
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| Any question? |