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You know that feeling when you wake up in a basement With a massive gaping hole in your chest? No? Well, I've had better mornings Turns out I've been used to smuggle cocaine into the country Which does rather prompt the question What's the big deal with coke? So I talked to this dealer, and he said "It's all about the profit" He took two tabs on thick but came back for a Q-Ball later Turn the keys, hopped on flake, and the song that he spends on is 'gaine, ah And he'll take bashing us out, I punch that one, had him as a favour I think about cashin' them out, yeah I know what the stakes are I shot a box in the grass, more time laced with sugar and glass I sold it for forty-four but then I bought it for four, now you do the math I think I'm runnin' to the tabloid, hit it with the hammer, then turn into a bash Still they keep pullin' in the man like mad Glue some other cheap shit, turn into cash I mean, well had a chip on my shoulder I never thought it would matter much when I got older Momma want a good boy so that's what I told her Can't tell about my life on the street, if I told you But they told you the rules at the start One, keep business apart from the heart Two, meeting bitches when you gotta play your part Three, you can have every super they spot If you're in it, then be in it for a purpose The game don't stop 'cause you're timid or nervous Unemployed to society, you worked, never had a job but I got two workers I'm no victim, I'm not, I'm a hustler baby, like S what I got From the start, yeah my brain in gear Now I'm telling young Gs, "Get your trainin' here" You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope Go into this nasty toilet, and this girl asked me "Could you spare us a tenner?" Uh no, I'm a dog, obviously And look who we have here A bleeding nostril, perfect, well done, yes you are So I picked up the phone somehow, and talked to Frank Finally, someone who made sense There's a darker side to coke Find out more, visit talktofrank.com I can get keys for about five Gs and shot it in eights and tens That's how I make some friends, then I get rid of it all and do the same again 'Cause four feet, yeah I've got it, it's the topic of the week So I drop it on the beat like the topic of the week It's Friday night and I'm ready for the mad shit One gram coke, one gram magic Time for me to get wasted, half a sip of this, yo taste it Saturday night and I'm on it again More drink, more drugs, more chronic again And it's time for me to get wasted Have a sip of this, yo taste it I only ever stepped on the toes of my foes Ask your hoes what I put in their nose You can test my lifeline, I'm a pretty bright guy so we gloss to shine But the mildest touches, grow via zone I can turn powder into gold Who am I to spoil my gift, even if the mother took charge at me There's no business like dope business, well no business I know 'Cause everybody's out here tryna sell something What are you tryna offload? There's no business like dope business, well no business I know 'Cause everybody's out here tryna make paper Everybody's tryna get dope You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel You can say no, you don't have to get high, it's cool But I got flake, blues, MDMA and Peruvian nasal fuel I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope I'll sell 'em magic, I'll sell 'em coke I'll sell 'em anything right now from crack to dope
Writer(s): Mark Foster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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