| You better believe, you better get off this thin line
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| Awake from your dream, and see it’s a world gone crazy.
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| 1 Adam 19, crack’s the hype seen,
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| Needle to the vein, as your life just seems,
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| To take a dive, straight to hell and past the gates,
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| You wanna turn on back, it’s too late.
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| 'cause the monkey is now a gorilla,
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| Just for one hit you turn into a killer.
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| Is that a life, answer quick, you’re dying,
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| I’m clean homeboy, from the drug I am prying,
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| You, away to see a better day,
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| Than in a coffin as the preacher pray.
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| Don’t get me wrong, see I grew up hard too,
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| No to hard drugs, thieves, and even thugs.
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| So now 1 travel, save souls, and rescue
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| Before I can kelp, you gotta help yourself too.
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| And by the may, you’re not alone in this subject,
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| Grab my. |
| Hand, and help to come correct.
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| The spoon is there, oh oh, where’s the lighter.
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| Heroin cooks, pow it’s time to feel higher,
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| But wait a minute, your heart skips a beat,
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| On your back, and now you’re dead meat.
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| So how you feel, for dying for nothing,
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| Sweat pours down, and you’re huffing and puffing,
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| And you’re praying to god, please save me.
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| I’ll be good, and swear to behave see,
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| It’s a problem, a dealer dis you,
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| Take your life and say they don’t miss you.
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| For a 10 dollar toke, they’re crazy.
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| The woman and manhood goes through the maze «G»
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| You’re not dirty, much less a dead rat.
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| Eaten alive by the drug dealing cat.
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| And by the way, you’re not alone in this subject.
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| Grab my hand and, help to come correct. |