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Little momma got a little pill to swallow
A little water to follow it down the tunnel
Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel.
Panic attack, so what's the plan of attack?
You had to be had. You cut it in half. You had to react.
You battle with your shadow from front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that.
Hold your head up. I know your fed up.
But don't let it get up to the top of them steps, love
Instead of playin' with the pieces that got messed up-
Get dressed up!- we goin' out to catch the besssst buzz
Self-medicated, spirit on elevated
Help take the self-made self-hate, and CELEBRATE IT
And I could tell you hated it when you felt naked
But the poison tastes greeeaaat... wanna know how the hell they made it.
And if the DIZZY don't kill you, the city will.
Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill
Little tricky get busy of a fifty bill
So take that little pill: straight to your pretty grill.
Here it comes/there it goes again.... panic attack
So what you drinking?... So what you popping?... So what you eating?... So what you dropping?...
So what you smoking?... So what you sniffing?
So how you coping?
So what's the difference?
Contagious, It runs like the paint does
Sedate the sober and over anxious
The pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist
The renegade rain that jumped just to flood the bassment
Look honey- everybody needs a help-up buddy
Nobody's drug-free, the streets would be HELLUH bloody
Do you call yourself a patient, or a junkie?
The only thing that separates is who takes your money.
All smiles, like we're gonna go buck wild
Order up a SHOT, prescription filled UP now
Pop another WHAT? Distracted by the RUSH
While we fight all night about what to name the love child
I'm on that "go nuts" life that got that gold touch
Fresh/ fly/ wild/ bold/ what? like the cold crush
No luck, don't hold much, just an old flush
Made up of hearts, Queen high off the faux-blush
Freak outs/ leak out/ and bleed out/ and speak out/ and reroute/ and seek out
The weak crowd
And we doubt, but when I see you keep out the beast
I'll believe for now
It's all PEACE; I gotta be out.
A little water to follow it down the tunnel
Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel.
Panic attack, so what's the plan of attack?
You had to be had. You cut it in half. You had to react.
You battle with your shadow from front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that.
Hold your head up. I know your fed up.
But don't let it get up to the top of them steps, love
Instead of playin' with the pieces that got messed up-
Get dressed up!- we goin' out to catch the besssst buzz
Self-medicated, spirit on elevated
Help take the self-made self-hate, and CELEBRATE IT
And I could tell you hated it when you felt naked
But the poison tastes greeeaaat... wanna know how the hell they made it.
And if the DIZZY don't kill you, the city will.
Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill
Little tricky get busy of a fifty bill
So take that little pill: straight to your pretty grill.
Here it comes/there it goes again.... panic attack
So what you drinking?... So what you popping?... So what you eating?... So what you dropping?...
So what you smoking?... So what you sniffing?
So how you coping?
So what's the difference?
Contagious, It runs like the paint does
Sedate the sober and over anxious
The pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist
The renegade rain that jumped just to flood the bassment
Look honey- everybody needs a help-up buddy
Nobody's drug-free, the streets would be HELLUH bloody
Do you call yourself a patient, or a junkie?
The only thing that separates is who takes your money.
All smiles, like we're gonna go buck wild
Order up a SHOT, prescription filled UP now
Pop another WHAT? Distracted by the RUSH
While we fight all night about what to name the love child
I'm on that "go nuts" life that got that gold touch
Fresh/ fly/ wild/ bold/ what? like the cold crush
No luck, don't hold much, just an old flush
Made up of hearts, Queen high off the faux-blush
Freak outs/ leak out/ and bleed out/ and speak out/ and reroute/ and seek out
The weak crowd
And we doubt, but when I see you keep out the beast
I'll believe for now
It's all PEACE; I gotta be out.