TRUTHS N' MAYHEM

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I get em trip'n
Trip'n like a hit of mescaline
Trip'n like me when I was up
Eleven days on amphetamines
Eleventh grade
Me my cousin Vince
Walk to school sip'n Hennessey
Expelled for graffiti and weed sells
Didn't mean anything
Days being seventeen
Everything became a fantasy
Entertaining our brains
With babes raves and ecstasy
Would mix the ecstasy
With liquid drips of LSD
Or psilocybin
My lungs filled with nitrous
Hits my chest I breathe
In
There's all these sounds
Ground beneath my feet is gone
Long way down
Damn
Later came the coke and the Attraction
For damaged hos
Who like to smash on blow
No prophylactic
I'm prone to addicts
Prone to expose what happens
When your soul thrown
Down that rabbit hole
And you can't control your habits
Homeless broke with no status
Dopesick no doh no happy
While homies are overdosing
Or getting thrown in cuz of traffic
Sad face
Bad habits and black paint
Illustratrations of a wasteland
That is man made
They cast a line
To attract our minds
We the damn bait
Capsules for the cancer
Capsules for ya back pain
Big pharma no miracle healer
More like
Big pharma legal heroin dealer
Its
Death for all just for a feeling
They give us
Fentanyl America's serial killer

Trip
It's a long way down
Trip
It's a long way down
Trip
It's a long way down
What you don't believe me
Go ahead and jump
Trip
It's a long way down
Trip
It's a long way down
Trip
It's a long way down
What you don't believe me
Go ahead and jump

My mind like a live slug
Provide beauty sleep
For the crews that flex
Remove your bitches clothes
Then bruise the walls of her Uterus
Who's is this
DarkO the dude that got her
Pussy soaken wet
She says I'm a fly fuk
Like Superman screwing a stewardess
I be thee shooter
Get the money
Jump out the plane
Like I'm D.B. Cooper
Keep me away from all
These creepy humans
Adrenochrome
Eat the young
To keep their beauty
Crazy life
Getting darker
Run by the devil
La Vida Loca
Ricky Martin fucking his nephew
This shit I cannot make up
This the planet we working with
Bitches get ass implants
Just so they can twerk some shit
Mass shooters who murder kids
Flash forward to where the future is
Bet that we all part robot
With thoughts made of computer chips
Ima just pop my mushrooms
And see if I can reach my believers
Respect the medicine
Rest the spirit of Maria Sabina

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Written by: Joshua Gibbons

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