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mc paul barman - drug casual-t lyrics

[verse 1: survivor]
you’re a drug casualty
you bugged gradually
change like the charge on annual fee
you’re a drug casualty
and i’m mad at the tragedy
family — that could be me
it could have been but it’s not
how bout some pot of coffee
get up off me just like i’m hot
stay off the crackpipe
and learn how to act right
your mind distorts things like a blacklight
said you’d take a bullet for me?
you took one for yourself
health is wealth, ten at the latest
then show up at twelve?
why shouldn’t i yell?
ratatat tat
little brat that never been madded at
your head’s a good place for lint
i said it. press print
plus i heard you own half of sprint
squint and ask for a hint?
i’d rather a joke
oh i know, how bout the one where you stood up your folks
and their plans fell through
and they called me crying and asked me not to tell you
how do i respond?
you say there’s something in the mail
then ask what i want (money)
nothing you say is true
dayanu
each email on my desktop doorstep is a bag of flamin poo
so what’s your design?
give me so much sh-t for missing your sister’s wedding and then you miss mine
this isn’t a diss rhyme
here’s mud in your eye
how’s lucy in the sky?
is she your best friend when your shoes are untied?
last summer was a bummer
you put a roof over my head
but never said i was comin!
grow a spine
be a man
read the line in my hand
we’re still friends in the end
i’m bein as kind as i can
grey hair daycare, that’s what your headed towards
i suggest you cut your umbilical credit cords

[verse 2:victim]
paul dude every time i call you
you just shoot me down like p–py brown
groove to my sound, okay?
friends let friends live
if you’re gonna dig in like that
you’ve got to be more sensitive
you’ve never strolled in my shoes
you got no clue what i go through
then pick a fight? f u!
i think you need help
take a hit on this l
and czech yourself like valclav havel
you couldn’t handel your high
now you proceltyze to a guy?
i coulda sworn you’re a friend
now you’re like a born again christian
i feel sorry for you dude. listen
what’s next, you gonna ask me to pray
i never judge you
this parlay ruined my day
forgiveness the real f word
so give me an a for the effort i exert
you f-cker paul
to make a spectacle song and put up a wall?
your ego is out of control
your soul’s a black whole
bro, how low can you go?

- mc paul barman lyrics

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