Chords for Chris Webby - Drugs (Unreleased 2008 Track)

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_ [B] _ [F#] [D] Yeah, y'all [F#] are gonna think I'm crazy for this one, [B] but I [F#m] am.
So it's all [G#] good.
[A] Check.
[B]
[F#] I'm a drug [Bm] abuser, smoking crack out of [G#m] a hookah, feelin' like my [E] brain just got blasted
with a bazooka, smokin' shit greener than King Koopa, smokin' to a [F#] super so high that
[C#] I had to learn airplane [F#] maneuvers.
I'm used to [Bm] flyin' in a work, [G#] poppin' so many perks, [E] gettin' shot [D] wouldn't even [Bm] hurt.
I just can't feel my [A] face, lost [F#] my sense of smell and taste, [C#] but shit, I feel [F#] great.
Wait, if you could try to [Bm] send me away, they won't [B] let me in, I'll be in [D] rehab, ODin' on
cough [Bm] medicine, chuggin' Robitussin' till my thoughts are meltin', [F#] and one pill short
of a [C#] junkie, but fuck it, end of [B] discussion.
I try to stop, but they [Bm] keep me movin', so I [G#] guess I'll [C#] probably just [Bm] keep on [E] doin'
these fuckin' drugs.
[F] Drugs, [F#] drugs, [C#m] drugs.
_ [Bm] My brain's not far from [D] brewin', but I [D#] just pause any bar [Bm] and keep [E] doin' these fuckin'
drugs.
[F] Drugs, [F#] drugs, [C#m] drugs.
[F#] Shit, I've been burnin' since [Bm] prepubescent, so I gotta know the [G#m] drill.
Sortin' ad [D] will for a $20 bill.
Out [F#m] of my mind, that's just straight to the point.
[F#] Skip fifth grade dare [C#] class to blaze up a joint.
[F#] Poppin', rollin' and [Bm] blowin' shit till I'm quite [G#m] buzzed.
Light [D#] year, right [E] here, even fresher than I was.
Damn it, I like drugs, I'll be poppin' G [F#]-Ladies until I'm at least [C#] 80 and still can't see [F#] straightly.
I stay [Bm] fucked up, I can't deny [G#] it.
Drinkin' like [D#] a pirate, [E] gettin' [D] higher than a [Bm] pilot.
Baggin' up [E] bubs, makin' middle schoolers [F#] buy it.
It's the cool thing to do, [C#] trust me man, you gotta [B] try it.
I gotta stop, but they [Bm] keep me movin', so I [D#] guess I'll probably just [G] keep on doin'
these [E] fuckin' drugs.
[F] Drugs, [F#] drugs, [C#] drugs.
[F#] _ [B] My brain's not far [D] from ruin, but I just [D#] pause anymore and [Bm] keep doin'
[E] these fuckin' drugs.
[F] Drugs, [F#] drugs, [C#m] drugs.
[G#] _ _ [F#]
I'll roll a [Bm] dime, I'll blow a [G#m] line.
Poppin' X [E] till the fluid in my spine's missin'.
More official than most [A] pretenders, known to light [F#] up at night [C#] like motion sensors.
[F#] Acid tabs on my tongue [Bm] till I stare at the sun [G#] and see [B] more than one.
[E] At that [Bm] point I'm done, my mind's on the run.
But I'm rappin' hot, [F#] blastin' off like an [C#] astronaut.
Watch, [F#] my brain's fuckin' corroded [Bm] from blowin' loads of that torka [G#] and rollin' on so much
E that [D] my pupils almost exploded.
[Bm] I know that when it's over [E] and I get a little older, [F#] I'll still be a [C#] fuckin' stoner forgettin'
how to be sober.
I [F#] try to stop [Bm] but they keep me movin' so I guess [D#] I'll probably just keep [D] on doin'
[E] these fuckin' drugs.
[F] Drugs, [F#] drugs, [C#m] drugs.
My [Bm] brain's not far [D] from ruin, but I just [F#m] pause anymore and [Bm] keep doin'
[E] these fuckin' drugs.
[F] Drugs, drugs, [F#] drugs.
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