MackerOdis Im bout to pour my heart and soul into this. My father died from heron, you feel me? ...Its a cold drug Verse 1 Theres needles on the counter on the bathroom sink I got my cup I wanted something to drink But someone pulled up a syringe full of my water To cook up some Hop, that guy is someones father! Someones brother, someones son, a child of God And now hes part time living in a pod Cuz now hes addicted, hes doing crazy thangs To get his next fix he would do anything Inhome burglaries, petty theft from the family Fell off to lala land, dam I wish he could see! Dressed hella sloppy, bloodstained shirts and socks The dogs eating a blood napkin, no one tell her to stop Theres blood on my towel and on the toilet paper roll Legs and arms covered in battle wound holes They been runnin in this game they gone as deep as it gets Like runnin a vein, ya do alotta hit n miss Chorus BrainOnDrugs. This is your brain on drugs No motivation, no love, this is your brain, brain on drugs x2 Verse 2 That man over there has been hooked for 20 years! Needle hangin out his arm, hes nodded in the chair That mean its the good stuff, not the usual bunk Not only got him well, hes feelin hella numb For an hour or two, then hell come back down to earth Remember times ticking til his body starts to hurt Might have to steal or might have to act sick Might have to talk a sucka into getting his fix! Gave up on life, so add another drug To make em stay up, make them think they feel good It gives them FAKE confidence and FAKE friends If they wasnt getting high there wouldnt be a friendship They steal from each other and lie through their teeth Compliment each others lies sayin they quit last week! Chorus BrainOnDrugs. This is your brain on drugs No motivation, no love, this is your brain, brain on drugs x2 One is smoking in the room, the other smoking out here Im peepin the scene tryna hold back tears Cuz Im watching this shit, and I see family crumble Over money and drugs, followed by bitter mumbles And it bothers me, so I write about it Bout these liars and haters, scandals and addicts I could never be a hater I love to see ya do good But many of us dont its cuz we live in the hood Theres needles in a bowl on a counter like its cool Piso in a napkin everybody start to drool! Wait for their turn to breath that cloud of evil Eyes glued to the pipe, dont even know these people! First well get high, then well socialize Talk about getting more, dope to pass the time.. Straighten a carpet for about an hour Call it productive, but forget to shower?!!? This wasnt ya dream, at 12 years old To be a dope fein let your heart grow cold Now your addicted but you say youre having fun And thats the plan, this is your brain on drugs................ Writer MackerOdis Copyright MackerOdis MackerOdis lyrics are property and copyright of their owner Brain On Drugs lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only Production is own exclusively by MackerOdis Copyright 20002014
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