Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cocaine & Whiskey , by - Slaine. Song from the album The Boston Project, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 15.04.2013
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Cocaine & Whiskey |
| Take 10 pace and faces |
| Used to pray to the almighty Lord to kiss the cross of Jesus |
| Jesus, did all y’all catch amnesia |
| Move too quick, you probably all fall from seizures |
| The cards maxed out, your air maxing visa |
| Air max is dirty, your cars getting seized |
| Your mortgage for closure, how hard to blow this |
| These hoes so cold, nobody believes |
| I even notice my brothers are soldiers |
| My country’s America, my goverment’s folding |
| Trip on my shoulders, I’m on the tour bus |
| I speak for more of us, ye you should believe |
| I’m not a villain but they treat me like a hivo |
| They say he’s a weirdo but they pay me with dinero |
| I got no fear no more, this is my real consequence |
| See nothing, my documents are real |
| (Hook) |
| Cocaine and whiskey |
| Keeps me high, so high |
| Cocaine and whiskey |
| Keeps me high, so high |
| I spread my fucking fingers to the born feet of my sea |
| I’m a schizophrenic but I’m gonna beat this disease |
| People call me Cal, it’s dolphin now |
| Spend most of my days fucked up on pills |
| Plan go with the A pumped up on tell |
| Time is now, I’ma beat ‘em over the head |
| Knowing the last truely know off of the dead |
| But I’m alive and get the dough sleep on speak |
| ‘Cause I can take a vicken and keep on ticking |
| Time waits for no man get with the program |
| Barbarian swinging swords like Conan |
| 30+ and I’m trust worthy where’s the worthy trust |
| Bridge will fall and will fuck |
| Ride it on the dirty bus |
| Put me on my dead dogs you wanna murder me |
| Before the day comes |
| I’ma make sure you heard of me |
| (Hook) |
| Cocaine and whiskey |
| Keeps me high, so high |
| Cocaine and whiskey |
| Keeps me high, so high |
| I shed tears for what I turn my life in 2 |
| And now my news drip the same where my eyes do |
| So take another shot, drink the pain away |
| And all my stress disappear like it’s David Blaine |
| My country raised me to be stupid |
| Drug abusing, high school drop out student |
| My childhood was gone before I realized that I’m youth less |
| Tryin to raise my kid to be a kid but I’m clueless |
| Sometimes I feel my mother hates me and she wouldn’t miss me |
| If I was gone so I pop pills and drink whiskey |
| Fus say I fit the descript so he frisk me |
| Then he find up a scrips, the he clicks me |
| I’ma beat myself up and hit the liquor store |
| Sip after sip till I’m sick on the kitchen floor |
| So be it I’m a motherfucking alcoholic |
| Cocaine and whiskey twisting up the chronic |
| (Hook) |
| Cocaine and whiskey |
| Keeps me high, so high |
| Cocaine and whiskey |
| Keeps me high, so high |