| That my grip is slippin' diggin' me in a hole
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| It’s gettin' deeper, over my head, it’s overflowin'
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| And like that river denial it keeps going
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| On and on for days and days
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| Spinning like the wheels of a funky DJ
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| Round and round front to the back
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| I’m slippin' and trippin' on a diggem smack
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| High as a kite but don’t fly right
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| I’m gonna sleep all day and stay up all night
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| I never brag on my bag because that would be bragadocious
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| Hazee… I'm seeing yellow
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| Lazy… I'm feeling mellow
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| Crazy… Which way will I go
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| Maybe… I'll kick tomorrow
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| War on drugs that talk bugs me
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| I like to get high while my girl hugs me
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| I’m sittin' in my studio hurtin' no one
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| When this man comes to my door with a gun
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| Sayin «Son, you better come with me and pee in a cup
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| And shut the f*ck up or I’ll take away your free
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| Hey don’t you geel dumb, here I come with my gun
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| Saying boy you better run»
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| Hazee… I'm seeing yellow
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| Lazy… I'm feeling mellow
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| Crazy… Which way will I go
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| Maybe… I'll kick tomorrow
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| I’m feeling psychodelic off the hallucinogenics
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| After this, I’m gonna have to check myself into a clinic
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| For a check up from the neck up
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| And get a catscan 24/7, I’m always wondering who I am
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| It goes loop de loop round and round
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| It goes up and then it comes back down
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| I’ll catch you on the flipside, I hope I don’t flop
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| I got a one-way ticket non-stop
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| I’ll take the cab to the rehab for a 12-step program
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| They can tell me who I am
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| Hello my name is Joe and I’m addicted
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| I mention, I’m mentally sick…
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| Hazee… I'm seeing yellow
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| Lazy… I'm feeling mellow
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| Crazy… Which way will I go
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| Maybe… I'll kick tomorrow |