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chorus: 
What type of drugs do you do? 
and what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh??!! 
what kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed? 
you're all sick; is it lack of love? or lack of your withdrawal? 
Drugs!! i need femine venoms in the system 
in order to function in the rhythm 

you get hook to the look of wild vomen 
and wanna live in the land of the unforgiven 
habits turn bad ones 
individuals make 'em poison rituals 
gotta have it a have it, a habit 
welcome your traces of an addict 
God forgive me for my bad habits, 
drug addict needle in my vein, i gotta have it 
to kill the pain, you silly rabbit 
i dig a hole under the sun to hide from the static 
automatic pressure got to kill it 
give some act-rite juice so i could feel it 
ah, now everything is all right 
the eye of the needle cries out to the dark side 
looking inside through the outdoor knocking 
but society won't let me in so i grab my stocking 
put over my head and get the dough 
'cause the needle is my God and smack is my soul 
parahernaila in my domain brings conclusion 
that i'm using but the question is, am i abusing 
infested in the residence of pico union 
drug intrusion, color fusion 
invasion! of your senses maintain relapse 
dilate eye lenses, my dependence on these chemical artifical dreams 
is what makes my habit obscene 

chorus: 
What type of drugs do you do? 
and what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh??!! 
what kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed? 
you're all sick; is it lack of love? or lack of your withdrawal? 
Drugs!! i need femine venoms in the system 
in order to function in the rhythm 

Tinted like the darkest shadows, my mind is cloudly subliminal 
commands will penetrate then i get rowdy conditions 
drowsy, the sedative brings negative enemies 
i slump down and stay ahead of me 
powerful like metamphetamines my state is altered 
this here's no lie hydroponic, chronic 
got you feeling all erotic aphrodisiac, who's got it? 
alvarado maniacs risk poison time buying dimes 
when you got the fix get in the mix 
there's no denving drug's the only factor 
got me in the rapture making an addict out of you 
and proceed to capture you mind 
you're mine, choke hold to your whole skull, substance uncontrolled 
who holds straight keys to locks and unlocks key holes 
the structure of my trip is unstoppable 
i'm 50 hits of the dot all powerful 
we go deranged and remain living the last days in the haze of purple micro 
i remember when i was a high school star 
had the proom queen, scholarship, brand new car 
it's funny, you never know who your friends are 
'til you lose all your sensibilities to the act-rite 
but i'm all wrong; no wonder my family 
don't wanna have nothing to do with me 
humiliation, neglect, no respect 
the concept of rehabilitation has been swept 
i wish i was clean a far fetched dream 
but what other way am i going to blow of my steam 
heaven's all in this bottle of juice making me feel high 
making me feel loose, get nowhere turn to no one 
trust me, i don't even trust myself

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