Name: iLOVEDRUGZ// أنا أحب المخدرات by aazazil
Duration: 4 min
Description: رابي ورابها ضد رابكوم الكل

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رابي ورابها ضد رابكوم الكل

iLOVEDRUGZ// أنا أحب المخدرات

❧SHELOVESDRUGS☙// ❧إنها تحب المخدرات☙

houboub el halwassa rabek

[Intro – ]
We used to own the halls, smoke clouds in the stalls
Sippin’ from flasks while the teacher calls
Laughin' in corners, smellin' like gin
Famous in whispers, we always win

[Verse 1]
We were the kings and the queens of the scene
Lighter sparks flyin' behind the canteen
Vodka in mugs, hash rolled fat
Even in class, they ain’t smellin’ that
Back of the shop, throwin' darts at fate
Graff in the toilets, we made our state
Chalk on the desk, names in code
Every secret hallway was our own road

[Chorus]
Now it’s ghosts in the place where we used to breathe
Empty laughs echo under old school trees
He sold us out for a girl who don’t care
Now the crew split up like smoke in the air
We were loud, we were sharp, we were known
Now it’s just me, and I’m walkin’ home alone

[Verse 2]
He told her lies, tried to steal my name
Said I was the fake one, playin’ a game
But she knew the code, she stayed cold
Kept runnin’ after me while his plan got old
Back in detention we carved our pride
Flippin’ off the teachers while we slipped outside
Now the chalk fades, the bottles dry
A snake in the circle made our youth die

[Bridge]
We drank dreams in dirty cafés
With ghosts of smoke that danced for days
He wore our trust like a mask for show
Till the mask slipped, and we let him go


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Sixty hours no sleep, just thoughts that bleed
Brain glitchin’ like a scratched-up CD
Caffeine veins, jaw locked tight
Skin feel fake under bathroom light
Sweat in waves, spine in knots
God don’t talk, but my mirror talks
Plug got caught, four years deep
Now Manouba dry — no smoke, no peace
So we slid to Bardo, hooded in the dark
Passed three cops just to hit one spark
Felt like war for a little green leaf
Now it’s empty pockets and echo grief
Every thought sharp, like broken glass
Can't sit still but the seconds don’t pass
Staring at the flame, let it burn slow
While my head spins quiet like a ghost echo


Dead music video loopin' again
Sigil filmed us — blood on pen
Dark candle rollin’ slow on my crown
While the silence screams and the lights go down
Whispers sound like alarms in reverse
Flashbacks hit like a preacher’s curse
Rollin’ with the void, hand on my chest
Every breath feel like a failed test
She asked "Are you gone?" I said, "Almost"
Been talkin’ to shadows more than most
If peace is real, I ain’t seen it yet
Just burnt out lighters and cold regret


Four AM and the sky still black
Eyes wide open but I can’t bounce back
Thoughts race fast, body stuck in tar
Feels like death wears my avatar
Used to be love in the late night calls
Now it’s just static and hollow walls
She said I’m lost, that I broke her faith
I said "me too" — been that way for days
Every face look like a memory glitch
Every touch feel wrong, every breath like a twitch
No weed, no peace, no friend in sight
Just the Bardo wind and a flicker of light
Still dream of her laugh in the DXM rain
Now it’s all burnt wax and unspoken pain


My heart’s a room that the gods forgot
Dead flowers bloom in the love we lost
Manouba’s grey, Bardo’s colder
I age in hours, feel decades older
That dark candle still spins on my dome
Like the weight of every lie I’ve ever known
No plug, no buzz, just empty streets
And a girl who stays, but don’t speak
Maybe one day I’ll earn her trust
Til then I rot in the smoke and dust
Sigil fades, but the scars remain
And I walk alone with a dream full of rain

RIP Plugs

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iLOVEDRUGZ// أنا أحب المخدرات

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