Prescription/Oxymoron

Album: Oxymoron (2014)
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  • Prescription drugs, show me love
    Percocets, Adderall
    Xanny bars, get codeine involved
    Stuck in this body high, can't shake it off
    I'm falling off, I can't hold a thought
    What's wrong with me? Now the pressure creep
    I'm stressing deep, even in my sleep
    My mommy call, I hit ignore
    My daughter calls, I press ignore
    My chin press on my chest, my knees press the floor
    I'm blanking out, woke up on the couch
    Dinner on my shirt, my stomach hurts
    I had a ball sellin' 80s but yo, the karma's worse
    I cry when nothing's wrong, I'm mad when peace is involved
    My senses harmed, sluggish ruggish
    A couple Xannies popped, open my pill box
    Prescription drugs

    What's wrong, daddy?! Wake up! Wake up!

    Prescription drugs, I fell in love
    My little secret, she gon' kill a thug
    My body numb, she like to give me hugs
    I love her touch, I get a rush
    When she don't come around, I start to go nuts
    My heart erupts, I'm curled in pain
    My phone ring, ring and ring and ring
    If you ain't selling drugs, then I don't hear a thing
    May 7, Ali calls, p.m. of 6:45, I finally answer this time
    He said "Come to the stu', I'm mixing all your rhymes"
    I don't decline, at least that's in my mind
    Grab the keys, need some wood for the trees
    Dap the clerk 'fore I leave, max on my AC
    Continue right, remember seeing light
    Wise night, but that's my life
    Prescription drugs

    What's wrong? You tired? You mad? Okay, I love you, daddy

    I just stopped selling crack today
    I just stopped selling crack today
    (What you say? What you say?)
    O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a moron

    I just stopped selling crack today
    I just stopped selling crack today
    (What you say? What you say?)
    O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a moron

    Crazy, got my sex on wet in her Mercedes
    80s, get these off new shoes for my baby
    Oxy, I don't know no Pablo or no papi
    What you know about a pill, plus a 8-ball
    You gotta re-up 50 times just to get a rack off, ungh
    I can get a hundred of 'em, make over 3 G's
    Only took two days, only re-up'd one time
    Where the sun barely shine and it rain for about
    Nine months out the year, man it's something right here
    For Seattle nigga, cheers, when I look up at y'all city like lookin' in the mirror
    Damn near had a career, just might shed a tear, ungh
    Man, this shit right here for my niggas who ain't make it home
    Sitting on a tear, got a dap to a nigga bright in here, feeling life ain't fair
    If I was in your shoes, I would've copped, don't care
    Had a scene, had the medics like clear, ungh
    Big body cold like a Polar Bear, ungh
    I done sold more shit than hookers, expensive tees, resemble a push up
    Stopped selling crack, cause white don't fuck with narcos
    Vanity slave, got whips and chains
    Dirty money, clean money the same, even if I got life, I ain't saying a name

    I just stopped selling crack today
    I just stopped selling crack today
    (What you say? What you say?)
    O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a moron

    I just stopped selling crack today
    I just stopped selling crack today
    (What you say? What you say?)
    O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a moron

    Groovy, when I die tell Spike Lee make a movie
    Oh wee, cops bringing dogs so they don't sniff my bitch booty
    Oxy, O-X-Y, only feel like I could stop me
    Quincy, now how you nigga sliding up every now and then in a Bentley?
    Easy, 60-40-50, you can get one for 30 if you let me hook this titty
    Let a nigga fuck then my dogs see your kitty
    Just stopped selling crack today
    When it get hot, smoke a pill, watch it glide like Dr. J
    I prescribe you I'm your doctor, kay?
    You can crush this shit, you can sniff this shit
    You can take this shit, you can smoke this shit
    Do you like this shit, nigga?
    Your brain go numb, synthetic heroine
    Without the injections, do the same love and affection
    How could they say feeling good is an addiction?
    But the world is full of shit, so I don't listen
    In fact "We living to die" is a contradiction
    So trapping in a Nissan, O-X-Y, I keep 'em, O-X-Y, you need one

    I just stopped selling crack today
    I just stopped selling crack today
    (What you say? What you say?)
    O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a moron

    I just stopped selling crack today
    I just stopped selling crack today
    (What you say? What you say?)
    O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a moron Writer/s: Mark Anthony Spears, Quincey Hanley, William T. Brown, Willie Brown
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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