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speedballed - jak tripper lyrics

(do you think the doctor that prescribes you the pills knows you’re addicted? “yes for sure.” then why does he still prescribe you pills? because he wants money, that’s it.”)

yeah my is eugene. i’m a f-cking planet

yo
sp-cey sh-t, paisley prints
take these scripts, i ate 80 80 slip
i break 8 e chips
weight 88g stick
dirty roxies made my stiff
sizzurp sipper, crazy spins
wavey swimming in condeine they bathe trees in
i am alien like a scaley veiny squid
swallowing you baby fish
baleen lips
dumped them in wells, hg sh-t
you ain’t me yet
od’s made me quit
og grape leaves splifs
bay leaves lit
purple syrup, you make me sick
looking like limelight, lace queen’s clip
i’m like me in ’98, blaze three dips
i’ll p-ss out, face feet quick
and wall flower the club like ghb chicks
80’s like that song stacey playing while my wrists was gaping slits
hang like baiting rigs
blame me for small town overdose, i made these kids
gonzo, cocaine ki’s flipped
peace to veto sun dried
we ate water on the kc trip
i climb up on b-tches like a cro-magnon and cave t–th in
on enough downers to cave me in
and who are you dude
you can google me or youtube
he’s gone cuckoo
flew the nest like jim carrey in a tutu
my head blew up, balloon huge
vandictive b-tches probably stabbing my wicca doll like voodoo
what up boo-boo, i love cheeseburgers and yoo-hoo
i love huge t-ts and asian girls are cute too
i love fat -ssed dominicans and cuban poon poon
italian chicks i eat like a box of moo shu
inhale nitrous, blue fumes
taking shrooms bloom
in a patio chair on a blue moon
in tune my religion is suku
i’m chased by men in black zoot suits and black ??
gonzoist johnny went pop glowstick with star gleam
out of the drought like harlem, got no dips for art seed
we’re not so for the art scene, i don’t have any friends
i follow chicks to parties
toaster in the bathtub dropped so it can start me
my motto is misery, sorrow is and sorry

(one after the other, just oxycodone, oxycodone, oxycodone.)
(my wife p-ssed away right there.)
(they’re shooting them, they’re snorting them, they’re selling them, and they’re dying.)

- jak tripper lyrics

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