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Drugs In My Pocket - Mad Child
F**k this economy
Cigarettes and red bull
Yeah k look
I am the provider with the spider and the Viking
And on the typewriter I am divider of the titans
Faster than a motorbike and brighter than a bolt of lightning
Tight is when I hold the mic explode and show the world excitement
Totally enlightened and walking on a different path
When I hit a verse it's like a f**king car collision crash
The rate of rebuilding my life it isn't fast (nah)
I don't care how rich I get I'm never flying business class
Put me in economy
I don't care who you bunch of stars like it's astronomy and I am an anomaly
The type of verses that I spit could be a real problem Ill goblin climbing up the hill hoblin
Still squablin'
Unidentified flying object
They wondering what's inside my closet
Little green Martians and sci fi projects
A big furry monster with eyes like targets
Carcass with a parka wearing a motorcycle helmet
Help me I'm a psycho with a knife and mental illness
Give me a gun I am troublesome
Cause I'm quick to pop a rapper like he's bubble gum
I got *** in my pocket and I don't know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket
I got *** in my pocket and I don't know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket *** in my pocket
He put *** in my pocket man I thought that I was through with them
Yeah *** in my pocket
I got *** in my pocket I don't know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket *** in my pocket
Got a red under my bed
There's a little yellow man in my head
I'm a bi-polar polar bear sipping up a polar fleece Drinking polar ice and pepsi cola on a coral reef
Every lyric that I spit it's an oral feet
Elbow on my knees head in hands thinking po-ro me
I keep a strap tucked
At least a sharp blade
Cause kids be playing more games than an arcade
And I am not afraid
I will shoot you dead
There's more snakes in this club than Medusa's head
I'm still underground
Call me tomb raider
While I rap with iron jaws like moon raker
You keep lying while you tell the kids your cool fables I'll chop your f**king head off and leave it on the pool table
I'm not too stable
I am off my rocker
I'll lift you while making noises like I was chubacca
I'm f**king **
Like I could cook the rock up
He's a moonlocka and I'm down to knock his f**king block off
So thank you Mr Ron Cavano
My friends in jail for more keys than a grand piano
When I say I'm hot that means that I'm too hot to handle If I will make it a rap to Willy Nelson I can rock a banjo
I got *** in my pocket and I don't know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket *** in my pocket
I got *** in my pocket man I don't know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket I got *** in my pocket
He put *** in my pocket man I thought that I was through with them
Drugs in my pocket *** in my pocket
I got *** in my pocket I don't know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket *** in my pocket
I got a 38 special in the pocket of my hoodie
While I shake my pill bottle see if I still got some goodies
Give me a gun I am troublesome
Quick to pop a f**king rapper like he's bubble gum
I swear I'll stab him with a sharpened led pencil
Cause rappers they got great big heads like Fred Flinstone
I'm Michael Myers with a pair of pliers
First I'll eat your eyes and then I'll set your hair on fire
Now call me Jason with a hockey mask
Mid-life crisis and I'm still a little cocky brat
Eh I'm tired of all these copy cats
I need some help
I've never felt this f**ked
Cause I had everything and then I had to self destruct
Now I've got nothing but I swear that I am not complaining
Signing out from Canada
Van city where it's always raining