| While laying in the bed last night
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| I had a dream that touched me deep down inside
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| Oh, yes I did, oh
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| I dreamed that she was gone
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| I’m gone, I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but
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| I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt
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| I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk
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| Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone
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| Let my heart get religious and ignorant
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| I’m speaking that militant
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| Middle east… listen to what I say, my AK spray
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| Do them Allah, blow their arm-leg-leg-arm-head off
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| Homie I’m gone, pour me a drink and it’s on
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| Degenerate is what they say that we are
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| Grab my genitals and general or king you a pawn
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| I stand tall after a … and 8 ball, that’s all
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| But I’m past the …, and some cough medicine
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| All I need OG and a broad
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| We puff hard a mass of trees, Amazon
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| Till it’s all red lights like the camera’s on
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| I hit the streets, … one eye closed
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| Where I’ll end up after tonight, only my god knows
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| Maybe back in the hood with some white in my nose
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| with these 2 little dirty white hoes
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| I’m gone, I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but
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| I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt
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| I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk
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| Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone
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| Black tall heroine, crack star veteran
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| And that’s yall, I’m on that jack gentleman
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| You can find me fucked up in bars off ten of them
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| Call me Jack the ripper cause other way I’m killing them
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| Venom in my glass 74 cinnamon
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| No lemon, number 7 no minimum
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| Oh, so you concern how I’m living now
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| You need to shut the fuck up and keep feeling them
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| … most of the time, my good times are ignorant
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| So if we fought or fucked or got intimate
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| Don’t ask me next day, cause I won’t be remembering it
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| I’m gone, I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but
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| I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt
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| I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk
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| Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone
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| All my friends try to tell me
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| Wrong, she was doing
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| My mama told me one day son
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| When they try to tell you things for your own good
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| I’m wasted, blasted, woke up next to acid. |
| I couldn’t even tell her what’s her
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| name when she asked me
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| Sheets smell like liquor, carpet all ashy
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| Cotton mouth like you’re eating rabbit ass, nasty
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| I’m still gone but I’m already knowing
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| The only way to cure this shit is keep going
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| Force one down that hatchet
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| For every one I had last night I’ma see if I can match it
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| Drink fire water like martyrs and true masters
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| Sometimes I’ll go harder and shoot past this
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| Rail slide-ride in … axes
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| From the womb to the tomb, party till the full crashers
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| I got black belt … silver proof nostrils, take more shots than a soldier
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| shoots hostiles
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| Try to be cool, they say I’m too off though
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| Cause eighty proof dropping more truth than the gospels
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| I’m gone, I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but
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| I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt
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| I’m fucked up man
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| Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man
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| I’m stumbling, drunk
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| Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone |