Methamphetadream Lyrics

Baby mama's in the living room

Yelling at the walls

Swears a picture of herself

Done looked at her wrong

Between the neighbors, and the sheriff, and the DEA

I'm glad there's eyes on the neighborhood keeping it safe

I'm an entrepreneur

Of the clear crown jewel

I sell under-the-counter pharmaceuticals

You won't find my front in the BBB

Folks support small business

'Til it comes to me

Yeah, if it's a pipe dream

Where's a lighter

Bunch of low-downs

Getting higher

No wrong in life, son

That can't be tweaked

When you're living the Methamphetadream

Living the Methamphetadream

Uncle Sam don't like it

'Cause he gets no cut

He cut off the water

And the power this month

Run the house off of used car batteries

Uncle Sam's a non-factor in my factory

Stealing water from the neighbors

In a Radio Flyer

Creeping in the night

Like a damn vampire

Itchy paranoia someone's watching me

Least that's what the voices in my head believe

Yeah, if it's a pipe dream

Where's a lighter

Bunch of low-downs

Getting higher

No wrong in life, son

That can't be tweaked

When you're living the Methamphetadream

Living the Methamphetadream

This morning my alarm

Didn't sound the same

It was a shattering glass

And a real loud bang

Ear's went to ringing and my eyes went white

County cops cuffing my wrists too tight

Baby mama's not moving

And her mouth's all foamed

Neighbors in the street

Staring through cell phones

She's on a stretcher, I'm in barred backseats

I know better, but better ain't cheap

I know better's got the better of me

Yeah, if it's a pipe dream

Where's a lighter

Bunch of low-downs

Getting higher

No wrong in life, son

That can't be tweaked

When you're living the methamphetadream

Living the methamphetadream

Yeah, living the methamphetadream

We're living the methamphetadream