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drugs like me - dzk lyrics

[sample of marilyn manson’s “i don’t like the drugs (but the drugs like me”]
i don’t like the drugs but the drugs like me, the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
don’t like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

[dzk]
wanna know how i know my friends smoke pot?
i walked out in my garage, the whole lot of my crew is in a circle with some tools and an old box
and i hear, “dude, wanna help us build a robot?”
huh, okay, how much weed did y’all ‘tards score? hey nice electronics for there for that uh, cardboard
did mary jane change off to inventors?
“oh, bro, that’s why we took apart your blender!”
jesus christ, every single time you light up some kind bud and get freakin’ high, you think up like, nine ideas and decide to try ’em
here, let me define this more clearly for you scientists:
one pipe hit, plus three people talking equals you dudes thinking that you’re f-cking stephen hawkings
every party i walk into i see some awkwardly heated argument about f-cking sp-ce-time geometry
and half you jack f-cks failed math, next bag skip a couple puffs man, p-ss
last week you woke me up from my nap ‘cuz you f-cking thought you found a pirate treasure map (“c’mon bro, that sh-t was real!”)

[sample]

[gravity]
the first time i waltzed into dz’s crib
he was shaking a bottle tryin’ to make me swallow some sh-t
i’m like “lol rofl sh-t i’ll pop a couple with you”
next thing you know, i’m chewin’ my bottom lip, yo
hey, net guy, am i on crack? never mind let’s go to the site zion hacked
i’m high on rap and midol, you rhyme on that?
well, i call f.a.t and buy more crack from that dealer he knows
my throat’s closin’, i’m goin’ in slow motion, but i can’t stop pacing
up in this g-y[?] bas-m-nt, i’m wasted with no emotions
takin’ these old roaches and smoking ’em mang, maybe it’ll slow up my heart rate
up in the garage, and smoke more pot
where the stoners are going and build a whole robot
no lie, i’mma trippin’ heavy, got a throbbin’ frickin’ headache
i’mma gettin’ gettin’ ready to drop,crash, p-ss out, -ss out on the kitchen tile
with a smile, naked, blanketless waitin’ for the ambulance to take me
[?] man, it was crazy, baby
d-mn you, andrew, made me take the addy addy addy addy

[sample]

[f.a.t]
hi, i’m jake, i’m an alcoholic, uh, addicted to six narcotics and i stole your wallets (“hi, jake!”)
first time i smoked weed was in the fifth grade
learned to blaze before i learned all 43 states (“-gasp!-“)
now i don’t have a job and i’m a white rapper, what happened?
everything i had went right down the cr-pper
got a bag of shrooms i can’t sell which is bad news
cuz they’ll ‘prolly be in my belly this afternoon
gravity, he callin’ me askin’ for crack rock
i got it in my top drawer, hidden in a black sock
i got a pill bottle that look like a bag of skittles
put a ball of cotton in the middle so it’s hard to get ’em
dz all up on my neezy nuts
askin’ me if i got any speed that he can crush
i’m like “no, b-tch! stop blowin’ up my phone, b-tch!”
i told you, my doctor said i’m too old to be involved with this adderall anymore
guess you’re gonna have to step outside your house for once and find a new source
i got a few problems but everyone’s got ’em
mine is right after i fill a bottle it goes right back to the bottom

[sample]

[on the phone]
“h-llo, this is jacob hanson, i’d like to fill a prescription for adderall, doctor winsel’s office. pickup tomorrow.”

- dzk lyrics

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