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letra de chemical - sam lachow

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chorus
how many times will i say i’m done today
how many packs to bust down before the dopes out again
i need to come down

verse 1
woah, i got the key and the lock
aye, i am a drugdealer dream
whoop call me the cream of crop
whoop call me the re to the rock

why not if the money is good then n0body ever gotta go home
gotta table full of bags an enabler in a mask we pretending we ain’t outa control

we just laughin wit our people
tryin somethin lethal
man i’ll be d-mned if the drugs ain’t evil

all in my cerebral, can’t get enough of the real sh-t
hanging with the big boys tryna feel big

take the residue off of the glass plate
clear it, scoop the last of it, smear it
i don’t recommend a soul to stay near it
experience years of it and learned some thangs
you wanna dabble wit perks of fame
but you playin wit a burnin flame
perks and caine, and worse ill be the first person
to urge you to turn away

i can’t drink without cravin yay
and that’ll have me staying awake for three days
i can’t come down without poppin a xan
and the next day i’m gone repeat the whole thing
for now i

i, count money that we me made on a friday
hide the rest of the dope from the dope fiends
not me though, i’m a bandito
going in and out of my mind
i say
lights please, turn off the lights
i don’t want to see what time it is
i don’t want to see tomorrow morning
and i don’t want the sun to rise

chorus

bridge
la da da da
you people are not my friends
why do i keep letting you in
la da da da
why are they around when im down
they won’t be there when it counts

for every gram every ounce every any amount
how much a real one weigh
how much real one weigh
how much a real one cost when its not paid

verse 2
god mode nacho hide me from the blanco
ridin on that white horse drafted to the broncos
sniffin like im pablo got it from the vatos
locos coco broke hoes and popo’s

ochos, 8 b-lls, uh ohs and no no’s
every time i wake up nach is with a broke nose
red nose like bozo homeless like hobos
success was so close it sucks yes the utmost

outro
come down down down down down
there are many of us ready to get out out out
when the clock sounds loud in the safe house how
are you supposed to know how many days you been out
theres a pain in the sound out your mouth, chemical
the pain is chemical, the remedy is chemical
ooh woah woah woah

- sam lachow

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