Lyrics Scopolamine - Esham

Scopolamine

you

rookie
Don't make me serve your ass up a thunder cookie
The flyer's back, the guy is back
The one who dropped out from the sky is back
I can't say they hate it 'cause I know they love it
As below it and as above it
He did it, but not like I does it
He was in, but now like I'm buzzin'
Cousin, no, your wife, your husband
Your whole family, the dirty dozen
Uncle Mookie, the popo bust him
Reason nephew and auntie don't trust 'em
There's no way to stop the murder cycle
Go to sleep with propofol and be murdered like Michael
Jackson, catch some slugs in your hat

The venom, once it gets in him
Instant paralysis is my analysis
Black mamba chilling in the sauna
Smoking iguanas eating piranhas
Clouds never darken up my day

I'ma stay out y'all way
Y'all way, I'ma stay out y'all way, y'all way
A lot of people don't even know what I mean
But I'm somewhere Heaven and Hell right in between
Trapped under water in a submarine
Trapped in the ghetto with a sub-machine gun
Up all night counting my ones
Still counting my blessings, still learning my lessons
Still staying professional in my profession

I grew up hella sad
Opened a hell of a store, fly nigga taking off in my helipad
Chicken noodle, my yankee, my danky doodle
The Pomeranian puppy, the pink poodle
The caviar beluga, the gold-plated Ruger
The red and green sweater like Freddy Krueger
Now I'm back in a nightmare
It's hot as Hell, the Devil's standing right there
On the red carpet, but I'm sitting in the crack house
It's all boarded-up, the windows blacked-out
Traffic running in and running back out
They hit the product once, and then they black out
It was all a dream, or so it seems, or is it a nightmare?
How do I know so much about it? I was right there

All alone
It's just

What the fuck is happening, I mean

I don't understand this shit