House 2010.11

A & D

2014-05-04 - David RM - Eric Johnson - The Boogie King

SremmLife 2

Real Chill (Ft. Kodak Black)

[Chorus]
I’m a drug addict, I know it’s a bad habit.
It doesn’t matter what kind of drug, I gotta have it.
Overdosing, comatosing, I’m straight savage.
And if I don’t get them, I might just turn rabid.

[Verse]
Drug addict; subtract it, I turn into a classic.
Ill swerving evil; malicious, euphoric maverick.
Feministic tendencies, counting numbers making sense to me.
I sin with a triple beam; a sensei on my sensu bean.
I’m happy when I see you, my eyes gleam.
Inhale, exhale, burning gas to the siren.
Teamwork makes the team work.
Since you left me, all my dreams hurt; I just wanna leave Earth.
Name Mary, Molly, Lucy.
I grew on to them, I’m a groupie.
From the stage to the screen.
Ready to make a movie.
On to better things.
I put my life down, that’s what I wish for.
Quadruple everything.
You know I want more.

[Chorus]
I’m a drug addict, and I know it’s a bad habit.
It doesn’t matter what kind of drug, I gotta have it.
Overdosing, comatosing, I’m straight savage.
And if I don’t get them, I might just turn rabid.

[Verse]
I’ll sell my soul instead of selling a boat.
Levitate off me feet, so you can watch me float.
While you’re checking your wrist.
I’ll be taking your dough.
My answer is yes, I just want to let you know.
Before you start asking those questions.
The journey is long, no time for guessing.
Don’t doubt me, Husky Xing gotta weapon.
Nothing but foot soldiers at my feet.
I can’t see my future ‘cuz I’m in way too deep.
From the jump I knew that drugs were a big leap.
But now I’m insomniac, I’m never getting sleep.
I want out now.
So, I’m starting to creak.
I realize I’m talking slow.
So, pardon my speech.

[Chorus]
I’m a drug addict, I know it’s a bad habit.
It doesn’t matter what kind of drug, I gotta have it.
Overdosing, comatosing, I’m straight savage.
And if I don’t get them, I might just turn rabid.

Drug Addict

[Chorus]
I just wanna live my life carefree.
But sometimes I feel like an escapee.
Are you spaced out? I agree.
‘Cuz I wanna escape reality.

[Verse]
I just took some LSD, so now I feel kinda trippy.
I fall into the sky blue sea, and the Crips are there waiting for me.
So I limp across the water, no need for a Jesus piece.
Throw up the deuces, then head towards east.
My brain too good, have a seat.
There he goes using letters again.
I don’t even know where to begin.
There can be no doubles, there can be no twins.
Leaping off a mountain, then I land on my chin.
Get up, dust off with a grin, on to the menu.
List of rappers; all of them bin food.
Husky Xing, you know that he been rude.
Change my flow on the drop of a dime.
It’s 2016, I know it’s my time.
No need to remind me, I know I can rhyme.
Gazing back at you losers not crossing the line.

[Chorus]
I just wanna live my life carefree.
But sometimes I feel like an escapee.
Are you spaced out? I agree.
‘Cuz I wanna escape reality.

Escaping Reality

[Chorus]
What’s the deal? I know this can’t be real.
All I do is smoke weed, drink lean, and pop pills.
I’m starting to feel ill, it’s getting hard to chill.
Swallowed by depression; on top Melancholia Hill.

[Verse]
It’s been many years now, I done lost count.
Dracula sucking sadness, drained by the ounce.
Chilling in my house; it’s all cool, I’m staring at the walls.
And I can’t, and I won’t bounce ‘cuz I don’t have the balls.
Head down crying, tryna smile, wish I was dying.
Change my color with this rope around my neck, such a good tying.
No loose ends, my bow tight; closed lids, it feels just right.
No hope left, jump off the bed, and be dead before the night.
With no armor on, I point a gun to straight to heart.
All of this sadness every day is tearing Husky apart.
About to finish myself off; let’s get on to the start.
Did I tell you that I really have a fondness for art?
With that being said, I think it’s time for me to paint a picture.
‘Cuz I’m thirsty for some bullets, and this gun is my elixir.
I can taste the steel on my tongue, weighing down, take out my lungs.
Laying in a pool of blood; And just like that, life is done.

[Chorus]
What’s the deal? I know this can’t be real.
All I do is smoke weed, drink lean, and pop pills.
I’m starting to feel ill, it’s getting hard to chill.
Swallowed by depression, on top Melancholia Hill.

Melancholia Hill

[Chorus]
I feel pain in my back; panic attack.
I’m about to crack; panic attack.
It’s breath that I lack; panic attack.
Now my mind is off track; panic attack.

[Verse]
Have you ever had a panic attack?
When you’re sitting in your room like “God, cut me some slack”.
Or leaving slits on the wrists until the bleeding persists.
There’s no reason to exist; life a seasonal twist.
Nothing even makes sense giving a sense of worry.
Thoughts racing; feet pacing; heart in a hurry.
What will I do? I might just kill myself.
I know talking negative is bad for my health.
But I don’t care, I just wish my mind was intact.
I swear to God this how it feels to have a panic attack.
What more can I say? I’ve been waiting all day.
Time for my gun to spray, and my body to lay.
All I can do is pray, hope my voice is relayed.
Every action that I make is delayed.
A shadow of a doubt is just shade.
Dark thoughts can persuade.
So here I stand, betrayed.

[Chorus]
I feel pain in my back; panic attack.
I’m about to crack; panic attack.
It’s breath that I lack; panic attack.
Now my mind is off track; panic attack.

[Verse]
I’m threat to society, what will y’all do?
I’ve lost my mind, hope I find a clue.
Time to pay my dues ‘cuz I untwisted my screws.
Measured the length of your life, now I’m breaking the rules.
Can’t think straight, my thoughts are straight bent.
Do you have your phone? Hope you run with a sprint.
Pay me back what I lent. What am I am talking about?
Is my voice low? ‘Cuz I feel high, and I shout.
Thoughts in a shamble, so random, my life that I gamble.
Next in line, need a disguise; picked up my mantle.
Got hit with the steel, now it’s time to light some candles.
Body lying on the beach at the foot of bum sandals.
Snapped back to reality, so my thoughts aren’t so whack.
Moving on, life a song, yet I feel off track.
As the sun sets, my life booked while I sit with a Mac.
This how it feels to have a panic attack.

[Chorus]
I feel pain in my back; panic attack.
I’m about to crack; panic attack.
It’s breath that I lack; panic attack.
Now my mind is off track; panic attack.

Panic Attack

[Intro]
Gaze into blank skies; tears drop from my eyes.
Reveal your face of lies; please yield the surprise.
Or come to your untimely demise; it’s time for me to rise.
Tales of the wise; we can’t hear your cries.
The loneliest type of guys.
Just spies in disguise.
They despise what we devise.
And our allies we comprise.

[Chorus]
Steadily progressing; never stay stressing.
Count everything as a blessing.
Listen to what I’m addressing.
It leaves people guessing; emotionless, my apathetic expression. 

[Verse]
Apathetic mentality, not one for the formalities.
Heartless until department, counting up the casualties.
Lost sympathy for my people, no hope in my society.
Watching cynical dreams get turned into reality.
What’s really going on? Can you tell me what’s wrong?
Thoughts completely unfocused, but lips moving to the song.
Never deciphering lyrics yet you still sing along.
Dogs in the field tryna catch a bone.
Sent into a trance by the sound of the tone.
Everything is all mental.
Useless physical body; take it back, it’s all rental.
Brain a piece of paper with thoughts for a pencil.
Sticking to the script left me stuck, and reprogrammed through a stencil.
If you think everybody is your friend, then you’ll reach a dead end.
Stabbed in the back; hands around your neck, now you’re coughing.
Next day, your people pray as they lay you six feet deep in a coffin.
This happens often.