Chords for These Drugs

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[F#] _ [G#] It was like, [A] whoa, and then the [B] whole fucking room started [F#m] spinning and shit.
And my friend [F#] came in, he was like, yo, yo, [F] M, M, you putting that shit [G#] up your nose [F#m] again?
And I was like, [G#] no, and I like, [A] everything was just spinning, I couldn't [Bm] even see.
And like, [F#m] it started to look like a monster and shit, and then I just started laughing
up all [F] over the fucking floor.
[G#] It was crazy.
[F#m] My music is therapeutic [F#] for whoever's there to use it.
It's like Lucifer's here [B] to influence listeners through [F#m] it.
You probably do what it's said to do just from listening to it.
It's got [F] the power to get you to do it.
[G#] And when [F#] this shit comes on, I want to see some shit jump off, [D] some bitch get slapped,
some [Bm] motherfucking kid get stoned.
[F#m] So get this on, go run out and buy this dick, and try this [F] shit as much coke as [G#] I just did.
[F#m] Sometimes like these got [G#] me doing lines like these, [F#] plus I grab a pencil [B] every time that
I like weed.
[F#m] It's probably because of the drugs, shady dust, but he does, and this is what he [F] is.
I'm dizzy, busy, [E] busy with these [F#] kids.
Hey Stephanie, let's take some ecstasy.
[D] Now put your pants down, bitch, [Bm] it has sex with the dog [A] next to me.
[C#] Till I'm dead, I'm taking blunts to the head.
Needles in [F] my broken leg, listening to [G#] Grateful [F#m] Dead.
These mescalines [D] got me sure that [F#m] I could fuck any whore within [Bm] the warps on the Warped Tour.
[F#m] Who slipped this down her in my snapple?
[F] Cussing out inner-goat.
Bizarre, [G#] you're flying to [F#m] Capital.
Fuck it.
I was born with half a brain, snipping canes, [B] celebrity basketball [C#] games.
You motherfuckers [F#] think I'm a dimmit, cause I got a [F] cash money tattoo and [C#] road with no [F#] limit.
The last time I slipped [D] low, I ended up in Denver, Colorado [B] with an Iggy Pop [C#] Joe.
[F#m] Bizarre, be smoking a half a pound.
Fucking the [F] engineer's wife while he's mixing [G#] my song [F#m] down.
_ [G#] It's like, [A] back when I [B] first went on tour, [F#m] I like went crazy.
I was like out of [F] control.
[G#] This [F#m] was fucking wasted [G#] every night.
[A] Waking up [Bm] the next morning, like where the [A] [F#] fuck am I at?
What the fuck is [F#m] going on?
I [F] was just like out [C#] of control.
[F#m] These penetrials got me [G#] stiffing in a mannequin.
[F#m] Eight years old, swallowing anisine.
[Bm] Standing over my [C#] banister, [F#m] laughing with a combed out caliber.
The weed that I'm [F] selling is black, look like the back of a [F#m] tarantula.
I keep a substantial amount of aspirins in my [A] Acura.
Smashing it, [B] after framing a nigga with [F#m] snacking dust.
I'm scandalous, drugs been ran for months.
Cracking [F] capsules to expand our blunts.
[G#] I roll it [F#] up and take the pressure to the head.
Now I'm looking like an [A] extra on Night of the Living [Bm] Dead.
Until they find me on the [C#] stretcher, I'm quick to sample [F#m] anything.
Bitch, you got a tester?
This [F] cranker had me blowing up banks [G#] like Uncle [F#m] Fester.
What's to [D] lie?
You admit that I'm a [D#] fiend.
Popped beans, [Bm] the lean's, along with the [F#] phetamines.
Ghetto [F#m] kings, meddling with the smell of greens.
Got a yellow spleen and see yellow rings.
Blue pills and purple mushrooms.
Hey little girl, [B] you got a curfew, [C#] don't you?
[F#m] Mr.
Sin yesterday, perfect chest parade.
[F] See him on Judgement Day, [G#] known from [F#] Special K.
Two taps of XE, vitamin [D] C.
Swallow [F#m] Hennessy along with Tylenol 3.
Grinding the teeth with the signs of the E.
I [F] lost six days at a [G#m] time in the [F#m] week.
The crime in the [G#] street, hold your parents for [D] ransom.
[B] YD12 gang rape Marilyn [A] Manson.
In 12 [F#m] hours we blow up all of the chronic.
[F] Puff in my stomach lining, [G#] drown in my [Bm] vomit.
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[C#m] I'm [D] dying from this shit one day.
Probably pick [F] up a newspaper in the morning
and [G#] it's like [F#] Eminem dies from [G#] drug overdose.
You [Am] know what I'm saying?
And my [B] friends, they [F#m] ain't no fucking better.
You know what I'm saying?
They ain't nothing but [C#] bad influences to me.
[F#m] So, it's peer pressure.
Shit is [A] like all peer pressure, [E] what it boils down to.
[D] _ [F#] And I give in to it.
So [F] do they.
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