just please gimme your thoughts
God forgive me for my bad habit
drug habit, pass the phone i'll get the shit
the temptation is there everyday
keep doing this and be dead i just may
but when i get high all my problems go away
and i write ryhmes late at night andearly in the day
after that i make moves so my bills are payed
round and round it goes - day after day!
i say its hayfever but do they know the truth?
come on good people i wanna see ya proof
i been hittin coke since way back in my youth
to be honest its getting a bit long in the tooth
for instance it really is quite fuckin uncouth
i'd rather smoke some weed and fly right thru the roof
whoops, whats this? i just robbed some doe from a poof
i'm gonna see the man for some lines to soothe
i had an opportunity-the good or evil to choose
you know which way i went - you know i'm bad news
i could snap at any time andblow a fuckin fuse
and you'd be 6 foot deep - i win - you lose.
mothafucka i feel ready to rot
from the inside out i need another shot
ahhh, now the needles in my vain
my body seems not to feel any more pain
hey?! what the fuck man, pass the cocaine
i need to feel that shit embrace my damn brain
i'm rushin like a lunatic - trippy - insane!
the drugs stop me thinking depressed like the rain
so i sit back, light up and smell the mary jane
i love her because she the only one who keeps me sane
got to give up needles but not tattoos
its a rich life or a young death - gotta choose
who cares man - i got nothin to lose
i'm gonna be a 'G' not a 'What?' or a 'Who?'