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[THE ANTIDOTE}
Yeah
It’s story time
[DJACK]
It’s feedin’ time junkies
You hear that dinner bell?
[THE ANTIDOTE]
So I’m not really the biggest fan of intros
Try to say something exciting and never know what to say
So I guess we’ll just get into it, see what happens
But I don’t think you guys are really ready for this
Shout out to Pandemik Beats
Hell, I know y’all ain’t ready for this shit
Going hard rock
Make my head pop
Make my heart stop
Doing cocaine til my fuckin’ brain rots
Self serving junkie and you know i bring the party
Don’t doubt my rap skills cause you know that they’re retarded
Go run and tell your friends ya go run and tell your friends that
This record is so dope, you could roll it up and smoke it
I don’t give a fuck cause I’m livin’ like I’m dying
I’m goin’ hardcore so tonight might be the ending
Gettin’ fucked up gettin’ fucked up to hide my pain
No this ain’t a joke every day it’s what I deal with
Not everything in this world is like a bed of roses
There’s hardship and suffering it’s everywhere around us
Wake up every day, know you’re powerless to change it
Stayin’ fucked up that’s the only way to handle it
Smokin’ hard rock
Til my heart pops
Body drops
Dead and fucked up on the floor is how I’ll leave this world, what?!
[Hook]
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
Aye aye
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death
American trapstory
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
Aye (aye) aye
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death
American trapstory
[DJACK]
PCP overdose geekin’ like I’m comatose
Rollin’ on the ground as I travel through the universe
No one out there can get fucked up quite like me
And no one out there is ready to die just like me
Suicidal thoughts and maybe some tendencies
Sometimes I think I might be my own worst enemy
You think I need a friend? Some fag that’s gonna turn on me?
No I don’t need no friends, cause the drugs are always there for me
Rail a line then I’m fine, it’s better than a wine and dine
Bath salts, methamphetamine, feelin’ like I’m paralyzed
Can’t feel my eyes, can’t feel my legs, don’t get up out my chair for days
That’s when life becomes a haze, if the pigs lurkin then my guns gon blaze
In my 06 Chevy all these bricks they make it heavy
Eastgate trappin’ all the junkies they be ready
Roll around with molly like I wish we could get married
Don’t serve it all cause I gotta keep it stingy
Party all day and I party all night
Doin’ all kinds of drugs and you know we keep it hype
If you ride with me then you will see
My life will be the death of me
[Hook]
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
Aye aye
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death
American trapstory
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
Aye (aye) aye
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death of me
These drugs will be the death
American trapstory
[DJACK]
Whoa!
[THE ANTIDOTE]
Yeah, bet you weren’t expecting that shit, motherfucker
But that’s what we do
We’re fucking crazy, we party, we wanna kill ourselves, we do drugs
[DJACK]
Mmmm
[THE ANTIDOTE]
That’s Cincinnati mosh pit music
[DJACK]
Damn
[THE ANTIDOTE]
Trap music
[DJACK]
Damn
[THE ANTIDOTE]
Trap metal motherfuckers
[DJACK]
Damn
[THE ANTIDOTE]
That’s what we bring
[DJACK]
Servin’ all the junkie!
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