drugs Make me feel the way I feel All the crack and the drugs, drugs All the crack and the drugs Make me feel the way I feel All the crack and the drugs
the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs.. drugs.. All the crack and the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs
Vertaling: Kool Keith. Drugs.
[Kool Keith] The date - summer, August 25th You was transferred from Riker's Island to Attica State Prison Gina, Thompson I told you you shouldn
shit Fake-ass wanna-be hip-hop shit Don't worry about who the fuck I hang with Jealous muthafuckas I'm tired of niggas fooling muthafuckas Actin like they drug
real, represent what? My nuts That's right, nine, six and seven (Reverand Tom) Representin' the scrotum (Octagon) All the hairs under the testicles (The SharkMan) Lick (Kool Keith
?t no drug dealer You never lived in the projects You ain?t no drug dealer You never lived in the projects You ain?t no drug dealer Rude bwoy with a
your butt Runnin your fingers through your cheap raise(?) Look at your girlfriend with her hair weave fallin out On my phone, runnin up my bill Talkin to broke-ass drug
off loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than james evans My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like kool keith
I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb Boy, boy, crazy boy Gotta rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, crazy boy Gotta rocket in my pocket [Kool Keith] Ski masks in the back
on five percent lessons Got a nickel crack hand on hand niggaz On a hustle rebellin, while the D's calculatin who sellin Sell drugs right in front of
loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than James Evans My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like Kool Keith
[Kool Keith:] Yeah, that's real (I've got all the candles lit) Kool Keith baby, from the Bronx, New York You know I miss you right? I really care about
it's eerie, it's dreary, you weary But none of mines is leary, y'all niggaz can't feel me [Chorus] [Verse Three: Reverand Tom - Kool Keith] There's
[Kool Keith] The date - summer, August 25th You was transferred from Riker's Island to Attica State Prison Gina, Thompson I told you you shouldn'ta went
t no fuckin fat cat Chorus: Kool Keith [sung] You never lived in the projects! You ain't no drug dealer *repeat Chorus 3X* [Kool Keith] Rude bwoy
