life as a drug addict


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My life's been wretched, ever since i messed with, drugs
its like i have no friends so acid sums up to more than hugs
crack, heroin, whatever substance i could get my fist on
getting sick, passing out in alleys, and getting pissed on
no home, no wife, no kids, my life is equal to non-existant
i stay persistant to find drugs to keep my mind twisted
so listen, to my story, see the addictiction with no glory
stay close with no hope with a bunch of drugs before me

once a rich guy, my fist rised, all the power was mine you see
unusually, i used to be a man who was confined but free
until the drugs came into sight, and my mind strayed away
no longer was i in the black and white i had swayed into gray
the drugs came freely, and the money has always been there
but a big risk to me was popping a couple pills if i dared
suddenly the change happened and i needed something better
standing on the corner for hours never minding the weather

a couple years flew by admittingly i realized i was a joke
weed wasnt doing anything for me i needed something i couldnt smoke
i moved on to crack but the change was way too weird
the adrenaline kept rushing and death was what i feared
so i sat back with a fat pack and consumed all of it
with a spoon and a lighter and the fumes crawling in
no longer could these drugs really tempt my taste buds
so i took more and more until i found some laced drugs
i swallowed a couple pills then slowly smoked a little chronic
thinking about the world not knowing it was my last day on it
i slept that night in my dreams the last word i heard was overdose
spent three weeks in a hospital unconscious and comatose
so if you payed attention closely you would see that i was addicted
but being dead at thirty one was something that i never predicted