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[Slug] |
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This, this is your... day |
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Little Pat, the ****** was that? |
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I won't lie little homie, they opened up doors for me |
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Still hoping there's a moral to that story |
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I think about all the time dedicated to getting inebriated |
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We did it just for the sake of it |
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Your family physician is a ****** man |
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That new prescription got you open |
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Came a long way from visions of spirits |
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Now we getting lifted off the cough syrups |
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I saw up close how ****** up coke was |
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So I was always too neurotic for the powder narcotics |
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Huh, but I'm a pot head, functional alcoholic |
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I don't binge though, I understand the logic |
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I like hash but that ******t's always hidden |
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and I've never seen peyote here in my jurisdiction |
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Never used a needle but I know bout the sweats |
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cause I'm addicted to coffee, cigarettes, probably sex |
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Ecstasy is too damn strong for me |
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and the intensity lasts too long for me |
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Plus I figure I don't need any buzz |
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to make me any more needy than I already was |
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Huh, and to be real I don't trust them pills |
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Somebody's mobile home laboratory up in the hills |
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Or maybe bikers in a ba******t, dirty and nervous |
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Tryna measure out the right amount of laundry detergent |
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Hallucinogenics, who's tempted |
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to bend your perception for a few seconds? |
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Actually it's like a half-day gave away |
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A deal that you made to do nothing but play and pray |
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Please dear God, don't want to vomit again |
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I promise from now on I'll stick to marijuana plants |
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Mushrooms and me will not be friends |
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until the next time that Nate shows up with tops and stems |
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Gobble 'em, yum, no, tastes like ******t |
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But you'll forget about that once they kick |
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And for me acid was the same trip |
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until the part came where you wonder what it's made with |
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Think about it, you're so high sitting there |
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Thinking about thinking about it, so high sitting there |
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Strict nine-six, vision impaired |
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Found the meaning of existing on the floor in your kitchen, yeah |
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I ain't gonna tell you that you better not do it |
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But master your high, try not to abuse it |
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Stay away from me if your life's getting stupid |
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and please stop pretending that it makes better music |
