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eazy mac & goldenbsp – so fucked up lyrics

[chorus + eazy mac]
i pop pills so i can organise my thoughts
there’s too much going on now
it’s more than i been thaught
distorted
if i snort it i’m in orbit, i’m in luck
let’s pour another cup

i love it when i’m
so f+cked up i can’t see, i can’t see
yeah i’m so f+cked up i can’t see

i love it when i’m
so f+cked up i can’t see, i can’t see
yeah i’m so f+cked up

[verse 1 + eazy mac]
this my note to self
l!cked a little acid on my hand and watched the ocean melt
stars looks like they’re falling out the sky
i’m kinda overwhelmed
thought that this would be a good idea so i wrote it down
f+ck all the demons screaming at me
tell them go to h+ll
they mad i’m stunting on ’em
throw money on ’em like show and tell
i still feel like taking my cash out just to show ’em out
i have a problem with people telling me ‘tone it down’
k!lling all the snakes in the grass
now wear a cobra belt
i’m the president of my class
yeah i’m like roosevelt
i control the wealth
yeah it’s evident i’ve been holding out
telling people how i really feel about
i’mma hope it sound, polite
burn too many bridges cause my tone of voice
made some bad decisions that i don’t enjoy
take a dab, forget it and float in a void
racing past collision i hope i avoid
take a bath with b+tches
that’s an easy choice
she made me [?] pigeon
put on tv noise
we watch it and start laughing
then she feed me loins
these corny white boy rappers sound like beastie boys

i love it when i’m
so f+cked up i can’t see, i can’t see
yeah i’m so f+cked up i can’t see

i love it when i’m
so f+cked up i can’t see, i can’t see
yeah i’m so f+cked up

[verse 2 + golden bsp]
i put acid in my eyelid
i think you should try it
me and eazy, we’ve been chasing rabbits
would you help us find ’em?
psilocybin mushroom
i crush ’em up in the dust and i dust ’em
i’m sniffin’ dust in the dungeon with dennis rodman
[?], i’m off ’em
they got me offa’ my rocker
i’m walking awkwardly opposite where i wanna be
often i think about all my problems
i bottle up and i toss ’em
i got a lot of these skeletons in my closet
they’re bodies of rappers who thought that they were hot
but they were garbage
watch ’em fall apart
i call ’em starving artists
she a hottie
i slap her up on her ass
in the back of a maserati
i’m back if you wanna party
it’s big goldie
a big homie
i’m chris farley
you big phony
you pete griffin
i’m sh+t talking
now all these p+ssies wanna swallow the beef
unzip my jeans and tell ’em fall to your knees
yeah

[eazy mac]
so f+cked up
so f+cked up
so f+cked up, i can’t see
yeah i’m so f+cked up i can’t see

i love it when i’m
so f+cked up i can’t see, i can’t see
yeah i’m so f+cked up

- eazy mac goldenbsp lyrics

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