A little bit of opium
Dealing with the Devil but I know what's up
Break it on down like we're tryna' dance
and then line it even then smoke it up
choking some, but I can handle it
Grown enough to be scandalous
with the drugs and the baggages to get a happy fix
when I'm out off it.
Feeling Cobain, don't wanna move.
Feels so good, I dont know what to do.
I just hope that my dudes can flow, get in tune
with the vibe that I've got.
I'm alone, but enthused.
Dozing a bit each moment and too gone to respond
so I zone from the room to my head
and forget about showing and proving.
I guess i gotta' go with the movement.
At first you hear of it, then you experiment.
Curisoty, my dear, you've made me fearless
I remember being hazy, on a field-trip
throught he lovely poppy trees, shaking in the chill wind...
Fills in the blank space
So vacant, in a daze, going through a greay rainbow
Whoa...
I can't fall. No shame on your man, dawg.
Low-class living with Basquiat on the damn wall
You're in my system now
Feel free to pull me down
It's alright with me. It's all right with me...
You're mine, I'm yours.
"Are your fine? Are your sure"
I'm sure
You don't gotta hide from me
I'm just where I'd like to be
OxyMoron. SchoolBoyQ. We do what we do, just watch u soar on
Voice on Que. Throw life on pause; eas into a quiet storm.
Ya'll don't really know, but I do.
I just want to give you a clue.
Please, don't try this at home; Not for the pure of heart that's you.
See... it can free your mind
but it ain't freedom without a couple strings combined.
Friday/Satruday, we decline, and the repeat again
until we beat the cycle.
Sitting inside this shed.
Block the entry so they don't get an eye-full of this life-style
Guaranteed to make the night wild
At first you hear of it, then you experiment.
Curisoty, my dear, you've made me fearless
I remember being hazy, on a field-trip
throught he lovely poppy trees, shaking in the chill wind...
Killing boredom by flying high. Hang-gliding to my surprise.
Tryna' fin my oasis. So faded. Smoke shaded.
I can't fall. No shame on your man, dawg.
Low-class living with Basquiat on the damn wall
You're in my system now
Feel free to pull me down
It's alright with me. It's all right with me...
You're mine, I'm yours.
"Are your fine? Are your sure"
I'm sure
You don't gotta hide from me
I'm just where I'd like to be
(Cryptic Wisdom)
Cocaine, G, Adderall, I had it all in my system
How could I be mad at all when I was 'bout to fall?
And now my rhythm's subjected into this prison, neglected all of my visions.
Obsessive over my D.O.C, that meth was all that I was wishing for
My inner-artist, my child, didn't like to party, go out
I was on and off it for a while. It was gettin' harder to smile
I was on that "fuck you" tip. Never wanted friends around.
I would do enough too quick, and it left my head in doubt
These days, I'm a hot mess on a mission to just be sober
It's like I'm battling a Lochness with a slit wrist. Party is over.
And the further I go, the more I see that the ghost in me will come back
It'll tempt me 'til I'm empty. I know some understand and some laugh.
But, what if I ain't strong enough to say no?
I'm just a devil with a halo
'cause I get lonely and I medicate
Take me away to a better place
You're in my system now
Feel free to pull me down
It's alright with me. It's all right with me...
You're mine, I'm yours.
"Are your fine? Are your sure"
I'm sure
You don't gotta hide from me
I'm just where I'd like to be
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