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My last time gettin' high Fallin' in love ain't no joke Some praise dope like the Catholic praise the Pope I'm looking at my life through the hour glass How much longer in this world will I last? Boostin' basein' one of the cops chasin' Big time, I be, facin' in need of a vacation Got hooked in a year, never kicked the habit First day on the streets, I still had to have it Body and soul Back on the scene, a full-fledged, fiend Pull a scheme and get high by all means A quarter spoon a day is my medicine I ain't never had a high that was better than When I'm nodding, drifting in my own zone I wanna be left, all alone Some front, like they high, but they ain't high The ultimate high is when you die Please tell me why. I'm hooked on this dope It's got me feeling out of control I can't deny, no, no, that I need help It's taking over my body and soul, body and soul Being addicted to this dope makes me wonder Will it be another dose, that'll take me under Or another dope fiend with the same habit Puttin' a knife in my back like a street savage And the road that I travel, is a dark route From one stop to another, then the jail house It seems that I'm waiting on my day to pass Methodul is what I'm on, no, I can't last, body and soul As I withdraw, dripped with sweat, to make it through the night But trying to kick this freakin' habit is a strong fight I seen my girl overdose, it's been 3 days Impulses convulses, send me in a daze I can hear 2Pac tellin' me to be strong But my nigga, got stoned and left us out here, alone I know I got's to quit before my future unfolds This shit, got the best of my body and soul Picture your dreams on a triple beam Don't underestimate the power of the bitches I'm lost and turned out, do anything for a fix Dying slow and can't seem to kick the habit Shot up, so much dope, I can't find a good vein But when I ain't high my whole body's in pain So, everyday I'm searching for that dogs food A lost soul in the ghetto like a whirlpool In a shack, with five other dope fiends Who got tracks, damn near, lower than a soul train And it's a shame, 'cause all it took was one hit Straight to the vein now they got a nigga, losin' it A true hustler, having money, turned junky I wanna stop but they say I can't shake the monkey Off my back, I even tried to go cold turkey But all it did was make me, fiend more and mentally, hurt me Quickly running out of time, I got to watch the clock So, on Mcdownly Street, caught up in gridlocked Please tell me why, I'm hooked on this dope? It's got me feeling out of control I can't deny, no, no, that I need help It's taking over my body and soul, body and soul Picture your dreams on a triple beam Don't underestimate the power of the bitches
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