Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
I never was the one in the classroom sitting with my hand up
When the teacher told us that we needed to report
Anything that was happening at home
Like if I saw pipes or things of that sort
Cocaine dime bags laying on my front porch
Never made me feel sick
'Til I found out what it was
No telling how many adults went in through my home
Had a convo with me, unavailable
And maybe I've caught the vibe and maybe they're right
And maybe I'll follow them footsteps of my folks
But that's only a theory 'cause of the people near me
Love me enough to never let me do that dope
But the crew I roll with knew that road
We took a left turn and pursued that dough
I remember being scared of the goons in the room
Passing needles around, spooning, smoke
At the time my young mind was curious
Gullible and naive still
I run around the apartments, hidden in darkness
And sparked it with Chris, Robby, and Will
And I didn't like the feeling at first
The taste in my mouth or the smell on my clothes
But I kept showing up after school to be cool
I would do anything with the bros
And I told my mama lies over and over
What I was doing and where did I go?
Didn't hurt my feelings anymore
I didn't care about being an asshole
Unless my girlfriend found out
That my backpack had a fat packed out roll
But out the blue, she pulled a joint out her purse
That she stole from her folks
And that's all that she wrote
I quote
I got a question for you, please don't tell nobody
Boy, do you get high
I said, all the time
We got a secret, baby, I won't tell nobody
When do you get high?
She said, all the time
Give me a lesson, baby, teach me something new
I said, I'll be your guy
She said, give me a try
We got a secret, baby, we won't tell nobody
You and me get high
All the time
You and me? Best friends 'til the end, amen
Ride around in the box
Guilty Conscience, Eminem
Growing up too fast, no bars over no hoes
No high is too high, no bottle is too low
Pack it up, let it burn, pass it, my turn
Let me hit one more time
Let me live, let me learn
Who am I for you to judge?
Who are you?
It's just drugs
It's only weed, it's only pills
It's my dope, it's my buzz
One time, one try, then I say bye
I'm lying
I can't stop now
And why?
I tried this, I tried that
I came clean, my act
Took five yellow pills
Passed out, came back
D.U.I. sometimes, too lit, can't drive
I made it home, I survived
I shouldn't be alive
My bad, my fault, I'm just an alco'
Shoot 'em up, bang-bang
No chase, no salt
I got a question for you, please don't tell nobody
Boy, do you get high
I said, all the time
We got a secret, baby, I won't tell nobody
When do you get high?
She said, all the time
Give me a lesson, baby, teach me something new
I said, I'll be your guy
She said, give me a try
We got a secret, baby, we won't tell nobody
You and me get high
All the time
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
I never was the one in the classroom sitting with my hand up
When the teacher told us that we needed to report
Anything that was happening at home
Like if I saw pipes or things of that sort
Cocaine dime bags laying on my front porch
Never made me feel sick
'Til I found out what it was
No telling how many adults went in through my home
Had a convo with me, unavailable
And maybe I've caught the vibe and maybe they're right
And maybe I'll follow them footsteps of my folks
But that's only a theory 'cause of the people near me
Love me enough to never let me do that dope
But the crew I roll with knew that road
We took a left turn and pursued that dough
I remember being scared of the goons in the room
Passing needles around, spooning, smoke
At the time my young mind was curious
Gullible and naive still
I run around the apartments, hidden in darkness
And sparked it with Chris, Robby, and Will
And I didn't like the feeling at first
The taste in my mouth or the smell on my clothes
But I kept showing up after school to be cool
I would do anything with the bros
And I told my mama lies over and over
What I was doing and where did I go?
Didn't hurt my feelings anymore
I didn't care about being an asshole
Unless my girlfriend found out
That my backpack had a fat packed out roll
But out the blue, she pulled a joint out her purse
That she stole from her folks
And that's all that she wrote
I quote
I got a question for you, please don't tell nobody
Boy, do you get high
I said, all the time
We got a secret, baby, I won't tell nobody
When do you get high?
She said, all the time
Give me a lesson, baby, teach me something new
I said, I'll be your guy
She said, give me a try
We got a secret, baby, we won't tell nobody
You and me get high
All the time
You and me? Best friends 'til the end, amen
Ride around in the box
Guilty Conscience, Eminem
Growing up too fast, no bars over no hoes
No high is too high, no bottle is too low
Pack it up, let it burn, pass it, my turn
Let me hit one more time
Let me live, let me learn
Who am I for you to judge?
Who are you?
It's just drugs
It's only weed, it's only pills
It's my dope, it's my buzz
One time, one try, then I say bye
I'm lying
I can't stop now
And why?
I tried this, I tried that
I came clean, my act
Took five yellow pills
Passed out, came back
D.U.I. sometimes, too lit, can't drive
I made it home, I survived
I shouldn't be alive
My bad, my fault, I'm just an alco'
Shoot 'em up, bang-bang
No chase, no salt
I got a question for you, please don't tell nobody
Boy, do you get high
I said, all the time
We got a secret, baby, I won't tell nobody
When do you get high?
She said, all the time
Give me a lesson, baby, teach me something new
I said, I'll be your guy
She said, give me a try
We got a secret, baby, we won't tell nobody
You and me get high
All the time
Drugs
Drugs
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Atha, Michael Hartnett, William Washington, Angela Woodley, Dejuan Mccrimmon, Matthew Hayes
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