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Chubb Rock - I Need Some Blow

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Just like on A.T.E.E.M I`m an addict I`m an adict
Back at the crib I just cause nothing but static
I think my mama san is pissed and vexed cause she`s had it
Snooped and found my stash in the attic
Not tickled pink she threw my my shit in the sink
My gut is rumbling now I have to think
My sister`s jewelry take it no more jingling
On the crazy down low take my mom`s wedding ring
And float on to the shop called the pawn
And he gives me two yards and my disregard to nothing
The antonym of a hero
I used to be the one now I`m less than zero
But I can feel like a million real fast
Put my lips on the god damn glass
And make a little snow using the snowman
I can`t help it I need some blow man
I used to get A`s across the board now it`s down to H`s
And the H`s stand for hatred
Kicked a lot of bogusness, conned out of rehab
It was easy -- my man worked at the lab
So I jetted like the Concord but I made a crash landing
Got back on the glass cause life is demanding
First thing to do now is to get a little pistol
I like to smoke blow but I don`t like eating gristle
So the hoody comes on while I`m hiding in the corner
Just run ya doe or your mom will be a mourner
The blow make me actlike I don`t know
And my ego and my moral go into escrow
The kid that I robbed the other day was my bro
Face covered by the hoody yo should he
Care about his worthless bro -- the answer no
I can`t help it I gotta get some blow
My mom was sponsoring a child from Zimbabwe
Whem I`m on the pipe man I have to get my way
Donating about twenty dollars a week
80 dollars a month for that I get a blunt
Everyday I puff several trees
What do I care if he eats every other day
What am I saying, I can`t believe I`m a junkie
I can`t believe it yo Frank Nitty punch me
Suicide is too good, I need something harder
Maybe go cold turkey, that`ll hurt me
Sweat drips on my back I react with a shiver
Eye flutters while my mom closes her shutters
She doesn`t believe that I`m trying -- my body dying
She thinks I found a new way of lying
While I revolve the revolver, my mom hears the tune
I`m sorry mom *BOOM*

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