Ate Some Drugs Lyrics

I got a split psychopathic personality

Like Michael Myers with a knife I get to worsen your reality

Curse in your mentality

You'll be the first person in the hearse

When the bullets are dispersing through your belly jeans

Try telling me what I'm doing is a felony

Fuck bitch I'll eat you like a jelly bean

Then sit back and puff on some of that smelly green

The fatality rate has gone up again

Oh really when

Are you on drugs

You're God damn right I'm high on drugs

Taking out thugs

If you fuck with my buzz you'll get hit with five slugs

I meant to make you disabled

I'm mentally unstable

I'll choke us both to death with the microphone cable

I'm a mad scientist on the synth

An evil lyricist babbling

I'm packing a musical journey through this labyrinth

If you get stabbed then guess what what

You're going to get stabbed again oh fuck

So I grabbed him and stabbed him in the abdomen

Then grabbed him again and kept stabbing him

Jabbing him with a pen then I pulled out another knife

And started stabbing him again

Then kept stabbing him until the mother fucker was dead

These streets are mine now

I make my own law

If you want to fuck around I'll put you in a coma

Mother fuckers don't know what I'm capable of

Until they come to my part of town and get blown up

These streets are mine now

I make my own law

If you want to fuck around I'll put you in a coma

Mother fuckers don't know what I'm capable of

Until they come to my part of town and get blown up

Once i got you you're not going to get loose

There's no use in asking an assassin to unfasten your noose

We're past truths delusional and illusive shit

The abuse is more profuse then when Lucifer produces it

Why haven't you produced a hit

Because I don't give a shit about a hit song

I'm on my eight millionth hit from this bong

I'm taking off thongs

And I get to sniff rippers over six feet long

I do what I want and you ain't fucking stopping it

If you try I'll make sure your wake is with a closed coffin lid

We gather here today not to celebrate the life of this man

But the death of him

These streets are mine now

I make my own law

If you want to fuck around I'll put you in a coma

Mother fuckers don't know what I'm capable of

Until they come to my part of town and get blown up

These streets are mine now

I make my own law

If you want to fuck around I'll put you in a coma

Mother fuckers don't know what I'm capable of

Until they come to my part of town and get blown up