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Correct Cobwebs In The Attic Lyrics
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Shaggy 2 Dope
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Correct Cobwebs In The Attic
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What, what! What the fuck. Alright now, fuckin' greedy mother fucker (Violent J) Let me out this dirty attic, Clean the cobwebs out my attic.(repeat) (shaggy 2 Dope) Cold sweats shake em' off. I'm dry heaving chokin' on blood clots. Hallucinations are comming to Real life. Reflections of my face in the back of a butcher knife. Time after time in the middle Of the night, I stare at the ceiling but I lose sight. I said my prayers and I tuck myself in Tight. My bed still shakes somethin' ain't right oh shit it's clogged I tend to forget It's way past midnight and he ain't ape yet. No way dick I am almost outta pills and you already Went through my last three refills. Don't tell me what to do bitch I am on it. I still got That rubber mask in the closet. Good he's straight, that's just fine.. But what the fuck I'm Sposed to do in the mean time. Chorus--Let me out this dirty attic, clean the cobwebs out my attic(repeat) (Shaggy) Coffee shop opens I am already in the corner, sippin' my latte, with crushed up soda(?) powder. I've been up for days I barely see through the crusted infest in my eyes my skins pale and Flush. The only moments in my life I recall being happy rep' the hotties tap a little nappy Insanity is setup all try to catch me. My walls came crumblin' realities slappy. Everywhere I look there is no sign of my soul, so my sights is set to fill that empty hole. That's where he comes in yeah him again. Claud mastered the art of body disposaling. He don't Want shit but just a little snack his belly gets full and me, I get my life back. So hopefully today like all the years past I picked the right guy and then??. Chorus (shaggy) You, you, you, it's always about you. Not this time... Not this time!! This time it's about me Medications wearin' off I hear sirens yellin' in loud speakers and screechin' tires Quite playin' Claud(?) I ain't fuckin' around a billy club bounced off my head and laid me out A week must have passed hmmm I suppose. I am in a dang guys padded room with no clothes Shackled to the floor you call this the bone this might be hell to you but I am right at home! Chorus(same as above with shaggy in background yelling I'm right at home!!)
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