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Yeah A few mates, weed in a car That's how it starts, peer pressure Bored, so we smoke weed in the dark Til' we get munchies, sweet or a mars The youth club's shut like a door It's a circle three-point one four Go to a dealer Try and get drugs on a loan Inhale and then sleep on floors Dre said go get high So if there's no sex like she's tight Hide from pigs Sell on the shit Or sit in a mates and get high like a kite It's IQ vaccination But the TV already leaves you brainless And pharmacists don't wanna cure you They make money, business ain't for you Unless you're the boss They will never cure AIDS I'm try'na gauge What Magic Johnson's paid What are we swallowing today? I spit brave Them emcees are dead John Wayne I'm an emcee's pain Paracetamol I make them suicidal Eat them all Life ain't sweet at all So we all drink ethanol And take antidepressants Like love; it's a bad dependence Fiending, the buzz stresses you Like a girl that's fake like a ride The first high is great, but wait The drop's always bigger Than the high that you gain Now you're addicted Tryna keep that high you made The circle's made it's a game And like the U.S Soon there'll be no NHS Imagine the cash the pharmacy gets Never used to be any prescription victims But now were hypochondriac's stressed Like OCD there's big dealers Going in hard like V for his penis Sellin' E to believers Using fear like jeepers creepers I'm parrin' your raps Many say my bars are hard like smack Girls think they're bulimic And we think we ain't Lean enough to get gash So many take steroids Slimming pills If you think that you're fat Every month there's a new virus scam So you take new pills, supply and demand They create a demand like sex or coffee Recreational drugs or toffees There's no end indulgence Cause we all think We're below the controllin' When our spirit Don't even need the components But try tellin' the crackheads, "Stop, droners" You won't know where your phone is Robbed Now they know where your home is Have we all got bipolar Or do they misdiagnose ya? For the cash What's after that? The aftermath There's no Dre rap for that I have to ask, depopulisation Is this the depopulisation? They like us if we're a dead patient Blood, its amazing Is it Mason? We're always high, it's a fact Off bad chemicals like doner kebabs Big dealers are always poppin' the gat There's three ways to die Just lookin' at that In fact the whole news Bulletin is a trap So it's drugs we use like Knobbin' a slag My mate went mad Like a dog on a cat In a mental ward because of Rock in the hash The weed he smoked wasn't natural Factual They went down with capsules But that one-point-four can be medicine Like hemp An other form can be used for fuel But alcohol's legal; fags are legal Which kills three-hundred percent More people? So, you see? Who we got left to count on? The police? No, our only hope when we get in Is guys like those who made penicillin If that was invented now Pharmacists would be makin' a killin' And already like Freddy, they are killin' 'Cause cash ain't in cures but treatment Drugs in food, killin' No phones for cures, man They're chillin' We're products of peer pressure Claimin' we smoke for the leisure But we don't smoke for the pleasure It's a bad habit like fucking girls You know ain't forever The drugs they sell are placebos Nurses care but they don't Waiting lists for drugs better than chemo A poison But it's the only hope Where you live even counts You can't get treatment in certain towns That's why things are a steeple They just see numbers not people Imagine having AIDS Thinking they fund wars More then cures for AIDS Humans are the only species That trick their own That includes disease So we take what we don't need I know guys with pills for every vitamin The third world don't get Medicine they need Genocide Like me with any emcee We're gonna end with pills for tea With addictions Like girls for shoes on their feet Pharmaceutical companies Are governments and dealers Moving seeds Shit foods, we're sent to buy Acidic, but much worse than a sprite The best food's alkaline For PH even with pesticides Now to stay alive You have to work your arse off Or risk your life No time to cook rice You're stressed Rely on drugs for good times So there's many dealers, poker Not many healers I know of Like it's their fault if they shoot up LSD, it's either dole or toot, rock No work like a hard drive crash Your work is hard work We go and get smashed And the unemployed have more time to drink So death from drink is a rising fact Least it won't be overpopulated Take all your wealth And then you get cremated Give it to the rich, like a slag you hated So all that's left is them And some slaves wipped Have we ever been addicted? Or Is it a state of mind we've been gifted But we'll be in the wine-house Like Amy for the pain they've inflicted They control everything Mould everything How they don't know anything? Til' we learn we are actually free And we ain't robots like Wall-E Or take what we think sets us free But it makes us psycho like Tempa-T Til' we know telepathy We might be on pills, vodka and weed There's more to life, it ain't over Taking shit until you fall over 'Cause it's fine, it's our culture Do you wanna die early? Answer that, rant over Actually no I got flows when they actually don't They say they care But fluorides in water So I know that they actually won't Do anything they actually pose? There's a natural element for all we know So were fucked like a penis 'Cause we're in a system of a genius They wanna make more money So they don't care 'bout anyone's mummy Get what you're given If anyone's funny They will start merkin' anyone's money They say everything in moderation But half of what moderated is fatal It's up to you whether you know Or I told ya Rant over
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