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North, North, Northside
Ho-side, ho-
North, Northside, ho-side ho
North, Northside, ho-side ho
Sick of these motherfuckers saying they gone pop shit
Looking em in they eyes, I can tell the never dropped shit
Walking up on the set, we cut his neck before the shock hit
Out of my mind, I'm psycho, bringing a rifle in the mosh pit
Whatever it is, you not it
Popping on these meds, it help to ease my fucking mind
Ho-side, ho-
North, Northside, ho-side ho
North, Northside, ho-side ho
Sick of these motherfuckers saying they gone pop shit
Looking em in they eyes, I can tell the never dropped shit
Walking up on the set, we cut his neck before the shock hit
Out of my mind, I'm psycho, bringing a rifle in the mosh pit
Whatever it is, you not it
Popping on these meds, it help to ease my fucking mind
Stress up in my head, we struggle, but we still gone shine
Got me asking why, me lord? Oh, why, oh why
The devil telling me lies every time I get high
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Creeping out the mental institution
Drugs I abuse them
I keep switching pills, looking for a new solution
Lungs, yeah, I use them
Guns, yeah, I shoot them
Conjure up my demons one by one and execute them
Looking for a come up as I'm riding in the Chevy
Gripping something deadly, airplane mode up on the celly
Got me asking why, me lord? Oh, why, oh why
The devil telling me lies every time I get high
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Creeping out the mental institution
Drugs I abuse them
I keep switching pills, looking for a new solution
Lungs, yeah, I use them
Guns, yeah, I shoot them
Conjure up my demons one by one and execute them
Looking for a come up as I'm riding in the Chevy
Gripping something deadly, airplane mode up on the celly
He ain't shooting shit, he can barely hold it steady
Wetto Makavelli im the one that you can't bury
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Sick of these motherfuckers saying they gone pop shit
Looking em in they eyes, I can tell the never dropped shit
Walking up on the set, we cut his neck before the shock hit
Out of my mind, I'm psycho, bringing a rifle in the mosh pit
Whatever it is, you not it
Popping on these meds, it help to ease my fucking mind
Wetto Makavelli im the one that you can't bury
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Smoke until the smoke clear
Sick of these motherfuckers saying they gone pop shit
Looking em in they eyes, I can tell the never dropped shit
Walking up on the set, we cut his neck before the shock hit
Out of my mind, I'm psycho, bringing a rifle in the mosh pit
Whatever it is, you not it
Popping on these meds, it help to ease my fucking mind
Stress up in my head, we struggle, but we still gone shine
Got me asking why, me lord? Oh, why, oh why
The devil telling me lies every time I get high
Got me asking why, me lord? Oh, why, oh why
The devil telling me lies every time I get high
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