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