The Recipe

I got some barrels buried back in the woods
Cookin' up that special blend of anhydrous goods
One hit of that crystal dope will knock you to your knees
Stronger than cocaine and did I mention it's cheap

I learned the recipe when I was in state jail
A peckerwood named Dave who seemed to know the business well
I had some land, and Dave knew the fiends
Before I hit the free world I was in up to my knees

Oooh I got the recipe
Oooh I got the recipe

I keep a pistol on the table by the bed
So if they kick the door, they better plan to take me dead
Close eye on the CI's, Keep it clean on the wire
'Cause in a pinch they're singing like the Methodist choir

Ooh I got the recipe
Ooh I got the recipe

I got some barrels back in the woods
I got some barrels back in the woods



Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Bradford
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