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Zahir (feat. Tommy Illfigga & Joe New)
Wake in the morning I'm yawning and stiff And stepping to my day with a morbid affliction Wanting that buzz man it's all that I'm wishing Unfortunate victim, taunted by liquids Falling and slumping, appallingly grumpy till boiling a jug then I pour it and drink it Call it addiction, call it obsession Until I got a drop I got a poor mans attention Taurine, caffeine, ginko, guarana The drinks that are bringing the speed of my heart up Need of a fiend till my thinking is faster Or shitting my pants like the first fleets of europeans seeing the haka Teeth decay with the breath of a demon stinking like garbage Sugar erosion see be the reason its reeking like armpits As the day dims and it leads into darkness Switch up gears and I reach for the lagers Going to the bottleo for me be the target Sort of like an animal that feasts on a carcass Hunting down what I want ravenously, as rapping on beats has needs as an artist Stuck with a curse when I fill up a cup man as long as I'm drinking I'm deep in the carnage I'm a slave to the booze and the porn Now a days I'm amazed that I'm using it more when abusing the whores in the magazine spreads When I'm adamantly at it and I'm battin in bed None of these babes gunna ask for devotion When their ass on a page in a bath full of lotion Suits me fine when the coochies mine When I line up and shoot from the booth behind the glass in the peepshow where I find the ass Never beat slow so my time'll last Hate to have a wife where u never get the beaver u know a DVD is never going to leave ya 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Free in fact no fees attached Thum nails the thumbnails and eases back I ain't social devoted to net Hoes that drop clothes and pose for the cheque Never pay for a date to day Cause my hand got a date with Ann angel and Katie Fey Oi lady ey, ya better down loads Ya better download on my 80 k Day to day I'm droppin my drawers Never get it done when mum is knockin on doors not gotta stop what I'm doin when it's locked Don't need a lap dance when u gotta lap top Yo, I'm gonna start this off to the ones that knock what I drop with a big FUCK OFF When they're functioning wrong and they're lunging a bong I put their foot in their mouth like they're munching a thong Want to bet what I gonna gets, in a bigger brown paper bag and it's wet with a longer neck What I want to get is atmosphere like I'm on a jet sayin your captains here Tap that when I hit it to the limit I blow a pay cheque when I sit for a minute The village idiot I'm in a rhythm when I hit them then I go home yo and admitted that I did it If I didn't I'd be illegitimate, and a little bit messed up Got to give it up, never winning it, next up To the chapter of liquid, I set that trap to capture the victim Raps an addiction smoking a Marlboro Blaze that up like a shot of Galliano We work the day to make or break the arvo Wake up the next day make the macchiato Get the blood pumping, legs running Head hunting for the next drink coming Lords of deception, call it obsession Cause and effect but it's all we invest in
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