lirik lagu madchild - drugs in my pocket
[intro]
f-ck this economy
cigarettes and red bull
[verse 1]
i am the provider with the spider and the viking
and on the typewriter, i am divider of the t-tans
faster than a motorbike and brighter than a bolt of lightning
tight is when i hold the mic explode and show the world excitement
totally enlightened and walking on a different path
when i hit a verse it’s like a f-cking car collision crash
the rate of rebuilding my life, it isn’t fast
i don’t care how rich i get, i’m never flying business cl-ss
put me in economy; i don’t care who you bunch of stars
like it’s astronomy and i am an anomaly
the type of verses that i spit could be a real problem
ill goblin climbing up the hill, hobbling
still squabbling; unidentified flying object
they wondering whats inside my closet
little, green martians and sci-fi projects
and big, furry monsters with eyes like targets
carc-ss with a parka wearing a motorcycle helmet
help me: i’m a psycho with a knife and mental illness
give me a gun; i am troublesome
cause i’m quick to pop a rapper like he’s bubble gum
[hook]
i got drugs in my pocket and i don’t know what to do with them
drugs in my pocket
i got drugs in my pocket and i don’t know what to do with them
drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket
he put drugs in my pocket, man, i thought that i was through with them
yeah, drugs in my pocket
i got drugs in my pocket and i don’t know what to do with them
drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket
[verse 2]
got a red under my bed
there’s a little, yellow man in my head
i’m a bipolar polar bear zipping up a polar fleece
drinking polar ice and pepsi cola on a coral reef
every lyric that i spit is an oral feat
elbows on my knees, head in hands thinking ‘poor, old me’
i keep a strap tucked; at least a sharp blade
cause kids be playing more games than an arcade
and i am not afraid: i will shoot you dead
there’s more snakes in this club than medusa’s head
i’m still underground: call me tomb raider
while i rap with iron jaws like moonraker
you keep lying while you tell the kids your cool fables
i’ll chop your f-cking head off and leave it on the pool table
i’m not too stable: i am off my rocker
i’ll lift you while making noises like i was chewbacca
i’m f-cking dope, like i could cook the rock up
he’s a malacka and i’m down to knock his f-cking block off
so thank-you, mr. ron cavanaugh
my friend’s in jail for more keys than a grand piano
when i say i’m hot, that means that i’m too hot to handle
if i don’t make it in rap, to willie nelson: i can rock a banjo
[hook]
[verse 3]
i got a .38 special in the pocket of my hoodie
while i shake my pill bottle see if i still got some goodies
give me a gun: i am troublesome
quick to pop a f-cking rapper like he’s bubble gum
i swear i’ll stab him with a sharpened lead pencil
cause rappers, they got great, big heads like fred flintstone
i’m michael myers with a pair of pliers
first i’ll eat your eyes and then i’ll set your hair on fire
now call me jason with a hockey mask
midlife crisis and i’m still a little, c-cky brat
i’m tired of all these copycats
i need some help: i’ve never felt this f-cked
cause i had everything and then i had to self-destruct
now i’ve got nothing but i swear that i am not complaining
signing out from canada: van’ city where it’s always raining
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