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Dru
Unconscious
Hip-Hop/Rap
Unconscious was released on August 30, 2006 by Nu Vizion Entertainment as a part of the album The Testament
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AlbumThe Testament
Release DateAugust 30, 2006
LabelNu Vizion Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Barrett
Stephen Barrett
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ruthless thoughts of untamed gorillas like me
Viciously stalking prey like Thriller
I fill the depths of your minds with tweaked ideas
Of dangling with life like Michael Jackson's kid
Icy midnight maneuvers cause chaos
Mental static automatic with a payoff
Drugged and impaired judgment make you spray off
If you're not possessed streets you better stay off
I'm drifting in and out of consciousness on these drugs
No way you're stopping this I spit immortal slugs
No love I'm just bugged I'm just tweaked in the middle
I grub shit and sleep musical instrumentals
With my back against the wall best believe I'm gonna ball
Emerge as the premier boss of all of y'all
I'ma claim my fucking crown and start a revolution
Of pollutants shooting and moving any racists in this music
Cause all I have in life is my dream to touch the masses
My ability is gifted never find me in college classes
Not that I am too good for it just wasn't me
Maybe someday man I'll get a damn degree
But only after this chapter in my life has been closed
What I'm after is true love from a woman through my gold
But the streets are cold and the enemy's still watching
Clocking every move and I'm still cruising never stopping
They think not but I know this is my life
I'm chosen like Jordan's young gun thanks to Christ
I've only got this one life to live so I'ma give it
Get everything we'd ever need then we have to split it
Government need a half and you know they're here to steal it
Legal money now plenty cash still they feel they need it
But you know what they still can't find my stash
Ever since I blown up IRS been on my ass
My life's been too fast to last would be a lot to ask
Them massive tracks I slash just searching for that cash
I flash in and out of states too quick for honeys
Dumb me playboy bunny types love Drew just as funny
But you know what we still don't give a fuck
Yeah we get the money throw it out but we get the butt
And so what you're still getting used
From a bitch who couldn't fuck and gave you bad news
STD for free for your ass you couldn't pass
Hurts for you to pee now I can't help but laugh
You asked for it done you let her feel the cum
Without using good intentions put on a rubber son
Icy midnight maneuvers cause chaos
Mental static automatic with a payoff
Drugged and impaired judgment make you spray off
If you're not possessed streets you better stay off
I'm drifting in and out of consciousness on these drugs
No way you're stopping this I spit immortal slugs
No love I'm just bugged I'm just tweaked in the middle
I grub shit and sleep musical instrumentals
I'm the best come and test nothing less than you pests
Underdogs scoreless I'm the Yanks you the Mets
I'm vexed by my dudes having unprotected sex
Chickens will burn you at any chance they get
Show respect to the women who you know keep it real
Don't discuss your business trying to press a little squeal
In a deal keep the feel safety off by the waist
Pull the wrong move and soon get death another taste
What a disgrace it's a waste to see civilians without a face
I'm a pilgrim set tripped on taking over this place
The south is my home Carolina's gonna live it
My mouth is the nine chrome any chance I spit it
Understand the drug war there's a good chance you lived it
Not the law's war just swim the streets to get it
In this world of chaos you play the cards you were dealt
To eliminate the threat of life I killed my inner self
I have no fucking conscience my weakness is my wealth
Never get in lock quick or else this fiber's health
Deteriorating fast what you thought you would last
Cause Diablos like me I always get the last laugh
You wanna play these games fuck it come and try me
I'll cross you off another lame who tried to act grimy
Call it what it is a white boy lost on drugs
You can die from need my pain cop my CD and feel my love
Written by: Stephen Barrett

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