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I don’t **** With the farm life At these pharmacies Affecting brains Like the mad cow disease These pills CVS deal Like the new Dope man Dopamine can be As mean As the M and M’s The doctor prescribes Dropping dreams For a little bit Of “rest at ease” While the rest Of these fiends Lie To themselves And me Meaning The mean green **** Killing machine Can extract The euphoria You make yourself By resting eyes On your family Your fam would be Much happier If you were Happy For yourself More water is Fine I don’t need No help Championship **** I don’t need No belt Pants sag Like the bags In grandma eye’s Cries As she tries To pry dope needles Out a dead man's hands Handing himself To the Devil’s food We put on A pedestal Meanwhile stools At the bar Spin like the Mind Of a man with little time Left Right in the eyes Of his children He makes A short trip After one more sip **** I guess It boils down To the bear essentials Bear the bruises With the heart God gave you Don't let them fool you
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 1:02 AM UTC
The Dope Man & The PSYCHO-Active Drugs
I don’t **** With the farm life At these pharmacies Affecting brains Like the mad cow disease These pills CVS deal Like the new Dope man Dopamine can be As mean As the M and M’s The doctor prescribes Dropping dreams For a little bit Of “rest at ease” While the rest Of these fiends Lie To themselves And me Meaning The mean green **** Killing machine Can extract The euphoria You make yourself By resting eyes On your family Your fam would be Much happier If you were Happy For yourself More water is Fine I don’t need No help Championship **** I don’t need No belt Pants sag Like the bags In grandma eye’s Cries As she tries To pry dope needles Out a dead man's hands Handing himself To the Devil’s food We put on A pedestal Meanwhile stools At the bar Spin like the Mind Of a man with little time Left Right in the eyes Of his children He makes A short trip After one more sip **** I guess It boils down To the bear essentials Bear the bruises With the heart God gave you Don't let them fool you
joseph-childress
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 1:02 AM UTC
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