[Lil' Wyte]
Go on and slip me two Xanax Bars - I'm ready ta git fool
5th ta Crown ta wash it down, I'm downtown snapping rolls
Ain't no shame up in my game - infact I'm mentally duranged
Oxy Cotton in my system - man I'm feeling kinda strange
Watch me choke about this dope - Blueberry from Texas
She wanna git up in rotation thats too bad cuz I'm stressing
'Bout now its 1:30 am - 11 Percocets just entered me
15 minutes from this second - I'll be crawling on my knees
Laughing at the crowd of all the clowns that be surrounding me
Take another Lortab ta calm me down and let me see
Body be relaxed - muscles be loose, and you have stopped the pain
No more bitching 'bout your day and work and driving in the rain
Put up wit' the fussing and discussion - I plant in your brain
Hypnotize ya minds, like all the rest but I come through the veins
Take a chill pill ta slow me down and git back in this game
Gatta be up on ya P's and Q's ta even feel it mane
(Hook 2x - [Lil' Wyte])
Oxy Cotton - Xanax Bars - Percocet and Lortab
Valiums - Morphine - patches - Exctacy - and it's all up for grab
What'cha want - what'cha need - hit me up I got you man
What'cha want - what'cha need - hit me up I got you man
[Lord Infamous]
Scarecrow, scarecrow whats that you popping?
A powerful pill they call Oxy Cotton
But it'so tiny, that it catch you dragging
Haven't you heard big things come in small packages
I prefer the orange's with the black O-C
Take 2 and you can't move up out your seat
Some people mellow down in a needle and shoot 'em up
But I pop 'em with seroquel like glue, I am stuck
[Crunchy Blac]
See I'ma pill popper - so I'ma keep poppin' em
Gimme 20 Xanax and I'ma start droppin' em
They ain't no stoppin' him - when they in my system
Might not really miss 'em - can you help me get 'em
I heard you have Clidina, on that fucking pill shed
Gimme some fuckn Ec' - gimme someYour breath is sweet and weak,
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie.
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your sister sees the future
Like your mother and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf.
But your pleasure knows no limits
And your voice is like a meadowlark
Your heart is like the ocean
Mysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below