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As this vagabond travels on, listen to my tale
About a bag of chron that is gone, missing on my trail
Grab a bong as I go back a long and reminiscent well
Was the crack of dawn, had a yawn, went to twist an L
Fuck is what I yelled after looking every place
Thought I put it in the safe, someone must’ve took it away
Damn it I was irate, it vanished without a trace
A vandal managed to take advantage, what a snake
Maybe I hid the stuff or maybe I lit it up
Can’t ascend and I can’t pretend I don’t give a fuck
His diew needs to go re[up], its dryer than the Gobi
I found a guy who looked me in the eye and then he told me
[Interlude]
There is house in New Orleans (Okay, what they call it?)
They called it the rising sun (No doubt. They got good shit?)
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I’m one (Okay, I’mma go re[up] now. Thanks)
[Verse 2]
When I made it to my house, ain’t afraid but had my doubts
Dude laying on the couch just weighing something out
Crew bigger than I count said to say what I’m about
He okayed me for an ounce then I paid him the amount
The deal was going good and for real I know it would
But then part of me started to just feel as though I should
Move past the benevolence prevalent in this residence
And clash with malevolent sentiments that were evident
He handed me the zip and I stood in disbelief
No sanity to grip, I was looking at the thief
It ain’t even in the fight but I beat him with the pipe
Til he bleeded out his life, shoulda heeded that advice
[Interlude]
Mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
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