Pillmatic
Three Xanies down, I'm poundin' Honey Browns
I'm pillmatic
The oxycontin got my stomach rotten.
Pillmatic
I swear to God I'm not an addict,
But I'm still at it, dag nabbit I'm pillmatic.
Thinking back on when it all started
I found pink hearts in mommy's little pocket book
And took 'em
Poppin when she wasn't looking
I guess it runs in the family
I'm liable to eat any pill you randomly hand me
Save the greenery
I'm looking for them labels
Reading "may cause drowsiness" "be careful when operating machinery"
Beautiful pharmaceuticals
Residue in my cuticles
Sniffin' them when it's suitable
Wishin' they made 'em chewable.
Catch me in the source with five pills next to my name
Like fuck five mics I want five vic fame
If killing pain is the name of the game
Then im your number one draft pick
dash quick to the closest medicine cabinet
Kill the whole bottle
Never played the role model position
I'm just livin'
So take 2 of these and call me in the morning
I'ma take 4 and finish this 40 cause life's boring.
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Keep the hydro unless it's codone behind it
Never have to roam far from home to find it
Writin' fake scripts like my doctor signed it
'Til I spelled his last name wrong
This ain't a song for the kids like the last album
Put 'em to bed go ahead and turn the valium up
A couple meds to ease the pain of the papercuts
The doctor says slow down maybe later buts
40 milligrams, a 40 and I'm faded
This world is crazy so I stay medicated
Percocet, ativan, and colonapin
When my social lights are out
They turn them on again
I need 'em 'til I'm bored again
Oxycontin, orange juice and gin
Equals projectile wild style burner on a porcelain
*vomits* Damn boy you alright?
Yeh, I'm good. I'm good.
Chorus
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