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letra de cocaine & whiskey (feat. amadeus the stampede & moroney) - slaine

(verse 1)
take 10 pace and faces
used to pray to the almighty lord to kiss the cross of jesus
jesus, did all y’all catch amnesia
move too quick, you probably all fall from seizures
the cards maxed out, your air maxing visa
air max is dirty, your cars getting seized
your mortgage for closure, how hard to blow this
these hoes so cold, n0body believes
i even notice my brothers are soldiers
my country’s america, my goverment’s folding
trip on my shoulders, i’m on the tour bus
i speak for more of us, ye you should believe
i’m not a villain but they treat me like a hivo
they say he’s a weirdo but they pay me with dinero
i got no fear no more, this is my real consequence
see nothing, my doc-ments are real

(hook)
cocaine and whiskey
keeps me high, so high
cocaine and whiskey
keeps me high, so high

(verse 2)
i spread my f-cking fingers to the born feet of my sea
i’m a schizophrenic but i’m gonna beat this disease
people call me cal, it’s dolphin now
spend most of my days f-cked up on pills
plan go with the a pumped up on tell
time is now, i’ma beat ‘em over the head
knowing the last truely know off of the dead
but i’m alive and get the dough sleep on speak
‘cause i can take a vicken and keep on ticking
time waits for no man get with the program
barbarian swinging swords like conan
30+ and i’m trust worthy where’s the worthy trust
bridge will fall and will f-ck
ride it on the dirty bus
put me on my dead dogs you wanna murder me
before the day comes
i’ma make sure you heard of me

(hook)
cocaine and whiskey
keeps me high, so high
cocaine and whiskey
keeps me high, so high

(verse 3)
i shed tears for what i turn my life in 2
and now my news drip the same where my eyes do
so take another shot, drink the pain away
and all my stress disappear like it’s david blaine
my country raised me to be stupid
drug abusing, high school drop out student
my childhood was gone before i realized that i’m youth less
tryin to raise my kid to be a kid but i’m clueless
sometimes i feel my mother hates me and she wouldn’t miss me
if i was gone so i pop pills and drink whiskey
fus say i fit the descript so he frisk me
then he find up a scrips, the he cl!cks me
i’ma beat myself up and hit the liquor store
sip after sip till i’m sick on the kitchen floor
so be it i’m a motherf-cking alcoholic
cocaine and whiskey twisting up the chronic

(hook)
cocaine and whiskey
keeps me high, so high
cocaine and whiskey
keeps me high, so high

- slaine

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