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drill - house mc lyrics

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hazy vision, blurry future
can’t find out what will make me successful
the rap sh-t, or something else special?
got burgers and fries in his special
hosting my own f-ckin special (nick cannon in this b-tch)
or am i going to drown in sorrow before i reach 26
chapter 27, order 66, blunted with this sh-t
i’m being blunt about this sh-t
can’t you tell i’m something sad and furious under this tub of lard exterior?
for now, let’s pretend that everything is fine and dandy
party hardy with a whole bottle of brandy, while my role model is randy and i see more clear when i’m under a xanny enducing coma
up with the smokah, cause you know the

drill. drill. drill. drill
yeah, you know the
drill. drill. drill. drill
yeah

list of regrets as long as the many blunts i’ve hit
tryna not to wet the paper with my sweaty lips, i’m just a dude
tryna get with it, the times, the crimes, the game
the fame, some rhymes that aren’t old or tame
but listen, it’s really all the same
still got these demons screaming at my brain
and i really have never seen clearly, or even at all
been blind for awhile now, just waiting to fall
i’m basic as one could be, basic as one could be
i set an example for my brother – monkey do monkey see
don’t wear your retainer at night, don’t eat right
decide early what you want with your life
and i wallow in this self hatred
but it’s the only thing i know i’m good at
is it a cry for help or wolf if i’m talking about doing it every week?
and i know that sh-t is weak
just call my doctor or i’ll bang my (?)
and call the hotline ‘cause you know the

drill. drill. drill. drill. (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you know the
drill. drill. drill. drill. (yeah)
drill. drill. drill. drill. (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you know the
drill. drill. drill. drill. (yeah)

ill fated, outdated, i’m runnin’ the numbers on my breath of last
crate digging, grave robbing, and grabbing sh-t that ain’t mine
grab a 9 and pull the trigger
makes me a man but not much bigger
but don’t call me a quitter

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