
Date of issue: 27.10.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Confessions of a Drug Addict |
What type of drugs do you do? |
And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh!!! |
What kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed? |
You’re all sick; |
is it lack of love? |
or lack of your withdrawal? |
Drugs! |
i need femine venoms in the system |
In order to function in the rhythm |
You get hook to the look of wild vomen |
And wanna live in the land of the unforgiven |
Habits turn bad ones |
Individuals make 'em poison rituals |
Gotta have it a have it, a habit |
Welcome your traces of an addict |
God forgive me for my bad habits, |
Drug addict needle in my vein, i gotta have it To kill the pain, you silly rabbit |
I dig a hole under the sun to hide from the static |
Automatic pressure got to kill it Give some act-rite juice so i could feel it Ah, now everything is all right |
The eye of the needle cries out to the dark side |
Looking inside through the outdoor knocking |
But society won’t let me in so i grab my stocking |
Put over my head and get the dough |
'cause the needle is my god and smack is my soul |
Parahernaila in my domain brings conclusion |
That i’m using but the question is, am i abusing |
Infested in the residence of pico union |
Drug intrusion, color fusion |
Invasion! |
of your senses maintain relapse |
Dilate eye lenses, my dependence on these chemical artifical dreams |
Is what makes my habit obscene |
What type of drugs do you do? |
And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh!!! |
What kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed? |
You’re all sick; |
is it lack of love? |
or lack of your withdrawal? |
Drugs! |
i need femine venoms in the system |
In order to function in the rhythm |
Tinted like the darkest shadows, my mind is cloudly subliminal |
Commands will penetrate then i get rowdy conditions |
Drowsy, the sedative brings negative enemies |
I slump down and stay ahead of me Powerful like metamphetamines my state is altered |
This here’s no lie hydroponic, chronic |
Got you feeling all erotic aphrodisiac, who’s got it? |
Alvarado maniacs risk poison time buying dimes |
When you got the fix get in the mix |
There’s no denving drug’s the only factor |
Got me in the rapture making an addict out of you |
And proceed to capture you mind |
You’re mine, choke hold to your whole skull, substance uncontrolled |
Who holds straight keys to locks and unlocks key holes |
The structure of my trip is unstoppable |
I’m 50 hits of the dot all powerful |
We go deranged and remain living the last days in the haze of purple micro |
I remember when i was a high school star |
Had the proom queen, scholarship, brand new car |
It’s funny, you never know who your friends are |
'til you lose all your sensibilities to the act-rite |
But i’m all wrong; |
no wonder my family |
Don’t wanna have nothing to do with me Humiliation, neglect, no respect |
The concept of rehabilitation has been swept |
I wish i was clean a far fetched dream |
But what other way am i going to blow of my steam |
Heaven’s all in this bottle of juice making me feel high |
Making me feel loose, get nowhere turn to no one |
Trust me, i don’t even trust myself |
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I'm Gone | 2012 |
Epoca Del Desmadre | 2012 |
El Surtidor | 2002 |