Oxy (feat. No-uh)
You ever smelled a liver decomposing in your house?
It's like a cemetery with some caskets on the couch
The smell'll hurt your nostrils it's fouler than you hoes
When you ain't wash your coochie in a month, fuck you know
Fuck you Joe, you the problem plaguing my fuckin' anxiety
I'm scared to experiment and sticking to sobriety
I've seen drugs destroy more than sanity and sanctitude
My family roots grew inside a liquor pool, it's nothing new
So here I sit, a poisoned vegetable, ripe for the plucking
Out the garden of despicables, whole childhood
Morphed and shifted by addiction, I seen the reaper face to face
Asking god am I forgiven?
For choices I made for safety
For slanging a couple beans, for slanging some X and E
While my step dad bled his spleen, fuck
It's so much drama that I think the drama comfort me
My comfort zone is uncomfortability
Think I'm off a little something, tell me what do you need?
I pop another one baby, tell me what do you need?
I think I'm off a little something baby, what do you need?
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
If I pop a pill you bet your ass I'll get addicted
My time is tick, ticking and the clock keep on shifting
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
Okay, I woke up, think of, ways to get my drink up
Pour a shot of whiskey in my tea cup
Wishing I was sitting somewhere different like Ibiza
Posted on the beach instead of having what I want inside my reach but I
Can't have it these bad habits and damn vices
Control me different the shits cancer a bad virus
I just, think of different ways to get up out it so
Thinking until I'm drinking then I'm spinning like a Merry-go
Fuck it, baby, away we go
Think you fucking with me, what the fuck you think they pay me for?
Im always looking for peace but cant find none
Im always looking for signs but cant find one
Think I'm off a little something, tell me what do you need?
I pop another one baby, tell me what do you need?
I think I'm off a little something baby, what do you need?
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
If I pop a pill you bet your ass I'll get addicted
My time is tick, ticking and the clock keep on shifting
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
It's like a cemetery with some caskets on the couch
The smell'll hurt your nostrils it's fouler than you hoes
When you ain't wash your coochie in a month, fuck you know
Fuck you Joe, you the problem plaguing my fuckin' anxiety
I'm scared to experiment and sticking to sobriety
I've seen drugs destroy more than sanity and sanctitude
My family roots grew inside a liquor pool, it's nothing new
So here I sit, a poisoned vegetable, ripe for the plucking
Out the garden of despicables, whole childhood
Morphed and shifted by addiction, I seen the reaper face to face
Asking god am I forgiven?
For choices I made for safety
For slanging a couple beans, for slanging some X and E
While my step dad bled his spleen, fuck
It's so much drama that I think the drama comfort me
My comfort zone is uncomfortability
Think I'm off a little something, tell me what do you need?
I pop another one baby, tell me what do you need?
I think I'm off a little something baby, what do you need?
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
If I pop a pill you bet your ass I'll get addicted
My time is tick, ticking and the clock keep on shifting
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
Okay, I woke up, think of, ways to get my drink up
Pour a shot of whiskey in my tea cup
Wishing I was sitting somewhere different like Ibiza
Posted on the beach instead of having what I want inside my reach but I
Can't have it these bad habits and damn vices
Control me different the shits cancer a bad virus
I just, think of different ways to get up out it so
Thinking until I'm drinking then I'm spinning like a Merry-go
Fuck it, baby, away we go
Think you fucking with me, what the fuck you think they pay me for?
Im always looking for peace but cant find none
Im always looking for signs but cant find one
Think I'm off a little something, tell me what do you need?
I pop another one baby, tell me what do you need?
I think I'm off a little something baby, what do you need?
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
If I pop a pill you bet your ass I'll get addicted
My time is tick, ticking and the clock keep on shifting
Im out my head, Oxy got me drifting!
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Writer(s): Darrion Parton
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