| I never was the one in the classroom sitting with my hand up
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| When the teacher told us that we needed to report
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| Anything that was happening at home
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| Like if I saw pipes or things of that sort
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| Cocaine dime bags laying on my front porch
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| Never made me feel sick 'til I found out what it was
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| No telling how many adults went in through my home
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| Had a convo with me, unavailable
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| And maybe I’ve caught the vibe and maybe they’re right
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| And maybe I’ll follow them footsteps of my folks
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| But that’s only a theory 'cause of the people near me
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| Love me enough to never let me do that dope
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| But the crew I roll with knew that road
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| We took a left turn and pursued that dough
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| I remember being scared of the goons in the room
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| Passing needles around, spooning, smoke
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| At the time my young mind was curious
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| Gullible and naive still
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| I run around the apartments, hidden in darkness
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| And sparked it with Chris, Robby, and Will
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| And I didn’t like the feeling at first
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| The taste in my mouth or the smell on my clothes
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| But I kept showing up after school to be cool
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| I would do anything with the bros
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| And I told my mama lies over and over
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| What I was doing and where did I go?
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| Didn’t hurt my feelings anymore
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| I didn’t care about being an asshole
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| Unless my girlfriend found out
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| That my backpack had a fat packed out roll
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| But out the blue, she pulled a joint out her purse
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| That she stole from her folks, and that’s all that she wrote
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| I «e
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| I got a question for you, please don’t tell nobody
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| «Boy, do you get high?"I said, «All the time»
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| We got a secret, baby, I won’t tell nobody
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| «When do you get high?"She said, «All the time»
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| Give me a lesson, baby, teach me something new
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| I said, «I'll be your guy,"She said, «Give me a try»
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| We got a secret, baby, we won’t tell nobody
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| You and me get high, all the time
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| You and me? |
| Best friends 'til the end, amen
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| Ride around in the box, «Guilty Conscience,"Eminem
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| Growing up too fast, no bars over no hoes
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| No high is too high, no bottle is too low
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| Pack it up, let it burn, pass it, my turn
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| Let me hit one more time
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| Let me live, let me learn
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| Who am I for you to judge?
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| Who are you? |
| It’s just drugs
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| It’s only weed, it’s only pills
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| It’s my dope, it’s my buzz
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| One time, one try, then I say bye
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| I’m lying, I can’t stop now, and why?
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| I tried this, I tried that, I came clean, my act
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| Took five yellow pills, passed out, came back
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| D.U.I. |
| sometimes, too lit, can’t drive
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| I made it home, I survived, I shouldn’t be alive
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| My bad, my fault, I’m just an alco'
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| Shoot 'em up, bang-bang, no chase, no salt
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| I got a question for you, please don’t tell nobody
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| «Boy, do you get high?"I said, «All the time»
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| We got a secret, baby, I won’t tell nobody
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| «When do you get high?"She said, «All the time»
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| Give me a lesson, baby, teach me something new
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| I said, «I'll be your guy,"She said, «Give me a try»
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| We got a secret, baby, we won’t tell nobody
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| You and me get high, all the time
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| (Drugs)
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| (Drugs) |