D.O.P.E. (Don't Think Too Hard) Lyrics

I've seen this pattern before, pattern before

I've seen the paint on the door, the paint on the floor

I painted that door I remember the scent

Remember the building blurred by as they went

Remember the bird had a flash at the check

They point at your eyes, they can see you pretend

They gave you that pen and you runnin it dry

Shaking you up and you letting it out

Spot on the wall, you bang on it proud

But that's what they want, you ain't underground

You paint it up loud and they know where you at

They know it's your first and your first is your last

Fire to burner and burner to gas

How you kill time, your burn up the past

Learn a disaster

Faster you die deadly dependent on how fast you ride

You give 'em a peace and piece of your time

Cling on your seat and look deep in they eyes

Life is a dream and you waking up fast

Swipe on the daily, they eat of your pass

First heard of the ride 'cause this is my last

You up on your dime but lost all your sense

Look how fast it goes

Round and round it knows

You got lost before

Lock the door and check your pulse

Coming close and open road

Pump the hose and dose

Hoppin over hopes and hoax

Doing Overt Plots Embalmed, mind is DOPE

Gotta fight the notion you is floating when you really sunk

Scratched sticker, wrote on the wall, bitch I'm really up

Hopping out this motherfucker looking like a stick a dope

They wanna ride

You let em know

Watchu sleepin on

Laughing gas these hazmats, fat cats

Lining 'em up like ass cracks

Center blow up and this might go more lit than that

Now there ain't no train and there ain't no PAINT and there ain't no TASK

You in bed 28 and you missed your class

Tripped, hit the sink, and stepped on glass

You ain't no fantasy

Is it real, are you peeled, are you up to see when the first get killed

Is it real, are you peeled, are you on the feet when they kick that feeling in

Think again, everything you speak is peak and then

It's gone and you wake up and dawns on you was dreaming then

Now your life gon feel pretend

Put on ties and speed on 10

Lace those beans and wait on weeks to end, face those ceiling fans

Late don't seem to bring an end

Sand in glass gon spin again

She's your queen, can't breathe her in

UTC your king again

Faster you die deadly dependent on how fast you ride

You give 'em a peace and piece of your time

Cling on your seat and look deep in they eyes

Life is a dream and you waking up fast

Swipe on the daily, they eat of your pass

First heard of the ride 'cause this is my last

You up on your dime but lost all your sense

Look how fast it goes

Round and round it knows

You got lost before

Lock the door and check your pulse

Coming close and open road

Pump the hose and dose

Hoppin over hopes and hoax

Doing Overt Plots Embalmed, mind is DOPE