I Need Drugs - Necro

When I come home from work 
I'm fiendin' for an eight-ball 
I got crack on my mind 
I'm hearing cocaine call 
Telling me to beep the dealer to deliver me stuff 
Keep it a secret from my wife, cuz she thinks I don't use drugs 
There I was, bleeding from my nose and damn 
I couldn't breathe but I'm still thinking about the next gram 
It's Friday night and I'm not trying to leave my crib doped 
I'll kill myself while the dealer's eating Japanese food 
I ain't got no pride, I'm buying this shit 
I'm lying to myself telling the runner I'm trying to quit 
It's all make believe, I pretend that I'm true 
When you give me credit, I'll dodge you every chance that I get to
Even if its good, I'll sniff it up in a minute 
Beep you back complain that you put too much cut in it 
If you fall for that and bring me a new sack 
I'll be making more crazy faces than Jim Carrey on crack 
Cuz yo I'm ripped, I owe you loot 
Plus I annoy you 
I deserve to be murdered, but the coke is doing it for you 
I got nerve, can you put them pills on my bill 
Yo I'll you we're friends and we don't even chill 
I need drugs 
I need drugs 

Baking soda, cocaine, how sweet 
I need to find me a crack pipe and I'm complete 
I got these crack dealers chasing me through the cement jungle 
Cuz they gave me shit to sell and yo I smoked the whole bundle 
Yo I can't front - I got dope in my spleen 
And I'm telling everyone at this N.A. meeting I'm thirty days clean 
I won't die even with tuberculosis 
I could go on forever mixing dope with my methadone dosage
You could find me at Brighton Beach or Coney Island 
Or Rikers Island 
My crack pipe is my violin 
I play along to the police siren 
My eyes squint looking for crack on the floor 
picking up breadcrumbs and lint 
I don't know who I am, ask me I couldn't say 
I took a chance and tried to get clean and it lasted one day 
Tried
Artist: Necro
Title: I Need Drugs