Данный раздел содержит текст песни на английском языке группы 104926.
[Intro: ] [inhaling] My last time gettin high
[Verse 1:] Fallin in love aint no joke Some praise dope like the Catholic praise the pope Im looking at my life thrugh the hour glass How much longer in this world will I last Boostin basein one of the cops chasin Big time I be facin in need of a vacation Got hooked in a year, never kicked the habit First day on the streets i still had to have it (body and soul) Back on the scene a full fleded fiend Pull a scheme and get high by all means A quarter spoon a day is my medicene I aint never had a high that was better than When Im nodding drifting in my own zone I wanna be left all alone Some front like they high, but they aint high The ultimate high is when you die
[Hook:] Please tell me why. Im hooked on this dope. Its got me feeling out of control I cant deny (no no) that I need help Its taking over my body and soul body and soul
[Verse 2:] Being addicted to this dope makes me wonder Will it be another dose thatll take me under Or another dope fiend with the same habit Puttin a knife in my back like a street savage And the road that I travel is a dark route From one stop to another then the jail house It seems that Im waiting on my day to pass Methodul is what Im on no I cant last (body and soul) As I withdraw dripped with sweat to make it through the night But trying to kick this freakin habit is a strong fight I seen my girl overdose its been 3 days Impuleses convulses send me in a daze I can hear 2Pac tellin me to be strong But my nigga got stoned and left us out here alone I know I gots to quit before my future unfolds This shit got the best of my body and soul
"Picture your dreams on a triple beam" "Dont underestimate the power of the bitches"
[Verse 3:] Im lost and turned out, do anything for a fix Dying slow and cant seem to kick the habit Shot up so much dope I cant fing a good vein But when I aint high my whole bodys in pain So everyday Im searching for that dogs food A lost sould in the ghetto like a whirlpool In a shack with 5 other dope fiends Who got tracks damn near lower than a Soul Train And its a shame cause all it took was one hit Straight to the vein now they got a nigga losin it A true hustler having money turned junky I wanna stop but they say I cant shake the monkey Off my back, I even tried to go cold turkey But all it did was make me fiend more and mentally hurt me Quickly running out of time I got to watch the clock So on McDownly Street caught up in Gridlockd