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letra de fall of feinix - cambatta

no sleep, no dreams
from a coke fiend to dope fiend
from crack baby to crack fiend to blow speed
nose bleed, can’t wear the shirt if there’s no sleeves
if i overdose and i die i don’t gotta go clean
numb it so i don’t gotta feel it again by no means
the lens on my black spectacles
it’s nebulous, resembling stems with the crack residue
specimen, testing the lab chemicals
past schedule, down to my last fentanyl
free city snap medical, that destitute
physician written scripts chicken scratch legible
get a pack sell a few, do them all buy them back
family thinks i’m on crack, why is that?
it’s cuz i go to drugs when this life attacks
as it’s getting harder, me getting high is how i react
sleepwalk through this prolonged suicidal nap
anywhere i lay is potentially where i’m dying at
relapse every time i hear a striking match
cuz i never know where my lighter’s at
sleeping with the roaches and the giant rats
addict since my grammy gave me grape flavored dimetapp, i was smacked
keep slipping, keep sliding back
i need a map just to find a map
walking validation of all the stereotypes of blacks
i’m a n-gga and i’m fine with that

the crack baby is grown now
still a lone child, suffocating in a smoke cloud
put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
i got addiction in my blood and it shows now
heart is weak, deviated septum in my nose now
put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
they say that everything that comes around goes ’round
all them dealers selling to my momma on the dope now
put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
put the coke down, whole town on the dope now

my spirit animal is a cold turkey
body made of water but it’s so murky
dirty, name flint when this hoe slurps me
she don’t like me she just coke thirsty
trying to get that brain freeze like a cold slurpy
shirley, she look 50 in her low 30’s
in high school she was so curvy
used to curve me, karma has no mercy
my drug abuse history is so deep
in order for a copper to frisk me he gotta soul search me
see police and turn white like jerome kersey’s home jersey
mumbling in court like a stoned furby
i’m trying to walk but it’s so blurry
don’t worry i’m in no hurry
my emotional aptitude is rather shrewd
my inclination for discernment is null and void
hugging me is redundant as punching rubber boy
once upon a time i was mother’s joy, now i’m just a droid
numb to love, i’ve become annoyed by everybody’s voice
any sympathetic expression is but a m-ffled noise
so lethargic everything i do is hypothetic
high and pathetic, diet is diabetic
stress levels defy the methods of dianetics
lord xenu couldn’t clear me with a science lesson
i’m not excited by the liar trying to find the heaven
i’m just trying to find the exit, quite pretentious
lost child to whom life rejected
stuck stifled through this time regression, everything’s a suicidal weapon
i got anxiety and hyper tension
hoping that the doctor can give me xannies for my depression
i think i need some oxys cuz my spine is tensing
plus i’m out of methadone, they got me fighting medics
twin nostrils hit blow like it’s 9/11
i’m a n-gga and i’d like to mention
if i overdose and i die i don’t gotta go clean
numb it so i don’t gotta feel it again by no means

- cambatta

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