"Some Kinda Narcotic" lyrics
(feat. LG, Bizarre & Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
[LG:]
It's Mr. nine-five like I'm always on the job
From the Beehive, Wu- Tang, you see the mob
As I get high, calm down with the crop
As I get mine, time's up, I'm nonstop
Who they wanna watch
Well that's where and I'm Ric Flair winnin'
Comin' for the title like bitch, I been wearin' it
Crystal ball shit like I make 'em all stare in it
David Blaine mask off, MNE, no gimmick
Run around like no limit tanks I be blastin'
Starvin' for the money like the banks always fastin'
Tellin' me to slow down thanks, I ain't askin'
Talkin' bout the clouds like I'm weather forecastin'
Chain smoke, yeah you see the [?] while I'm huffin'
Ridın' with the dogs, yeah you know we be ruffin'
Me and Madrox, X-Men like the comic
On my Dre Day shit bitch, I'm still smokin' chronic
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
You can blame it on the music, when angry it takes me someplace hypnotic
Let it build me up and throw me away
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
Keep drinkin' they own Kool-Aid 'til they over quenched
Mad at everybody always seem to be upset
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
[Jamie Madrox:]
They salt the game like icy sidewalks
Cut the fuse to my rocket hope I never take off
I cannot lose I'm out of pocket but I'm rich without a talk
Thug hard for the bread no, I'm not doughy and
Soft. I'm used to W's so I don't deal well with a loss
And if we spendin' like it's no tomorrow fuck what it cost
I don't surround myself with people just to feel like a boss
I'm used to ridin' on my own I like to hit pause
Switch it up and get lost homie, I be off track
Send you to the hotel I'm livin' out a backpack
Back to the studio to slide on some more tracks
Life can be legit, let's expedite it, give it more gas
I'm just gettin' started out the way, I'm finna blow past
Always in a hurry and behind they in the way ass
Future lookin' blurry, credit bad, they better pay cash
Stay late and show up early I love this shit like way back
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
You can blame it on the music, when angry it takes me someplace hypnotic
Let it build me up and throw me away
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
Keep drinkin' they own Kool-Aid 'til they over quenched
Mad at everybody always seem to be upset
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
[Bizarre:]
Introducing the toughest in the city (Yeah!)
Rough and I'm gritty (Yeah!) a hundred niggas with me (With me!)
I'm sniffin' skunk right out the peach
Let's get drunk and have sex on the beach
I'm a rockstar (Woo-hoo!) doin' rockstar shit
My bitch sniff coke, she a rockstar bitch
When they see us, they run and they hide
I'ma catch him in the Uber, I'ma cancel his ride (Yeah-hehe!)
We livin' like that for real
I'm a beastie boy, I got a license to ill
Blame it on the deal (Uh-huh) blame it on them pills
Blame it on Shady, no I'ma blame it on the Mills (Correct!)
Everywhere I go, it's poppin', nigga
You starin', lookin' and watchin', nigga
I feel like Anthony Joseph nigga this boxin', nigga
Don't ever, ever, ever say who shot you, nigga
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
You can blame it on the music, when angry it takes me someplace hypnotic
Let it build me up and throw me away
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
Keep drinkin' they own Kool-Aid 'til they over quenched
Mad at everybody always seem to be upset
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
It's Mr. nine-five like I'm always on the job
From the Beehive, Wu- Tang, you see the mob
As I get high, calm down with the crop
As I get mine, time's up, I'm nonstop
Who they wanna watch
Well that's where and I'm Ric Flair winnin'
Comin' for the title like bitch, I been wearin' it
Crystal ball shit like I make 'em all stare in it
David Blaine mask off, MNE, no gimmick
Run around like no limit tanks I be blastin'
Starvin' for the money like the banks always fastin'
Tellin' me to slow down thanks, I ain't askin'
Talkin' bout the clouds like I'm weather forecastin'
Chain smoke, yeah you see the [?] while I'm huffin'
Ridın' with the dogs, yeah you know we be ruffin'
Me and Madrox, X-Men like the comic
On my Dre Day shit bitch, I'm still smokin' chronic
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
You can blame it on the music, when angry it takes me someplace hypnotic
Let it build me up and throw me away
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
Keep drinkin' they own Kool-Aid 'til they over quenched
Mad at everybody always seem to be upset
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
[Jamie Madrox:]
They salt the game like icy sidewalks
Cut the fuse to my rocket hope I never take off
I cannot lose I'm out of pocket but I'm rich without a talk
Thug hard for the bread no, I'm not doughy and
Soft. I'm used to W's so I don't deal well with a loss
And if we spendin' like it's no tomorrow fuck what it cost
I don't surround myself with people just to feel like a boss
I'm used to ridin' on my own I like to hit pause
Switch it up and get lost homie, I be off track
Send you to the hotel I'm livin' out a backpack
Back to the studio to slide on some more tracks
Life can be legit, let's expedite it, give it more gas
I'm just gettin' started out the way, I'm finna blow past
Always in a hurry and behind they in the way ass
Future lookin' blurry, credit bad, they better pay cash
Stay late and show up early I love this shit like way back
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
You can blame it on the music, when angry it takes me someplace hypnotic
Let it build me up and throw me away
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
Keep drinkin' they own Kool-Aid 'til they over quenched
Mad at everybody always seem to be upset
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
[Bizarre:]
Introducing the toughest in the city (Yeah!)
Rough and I'm gritty (Yeah!) a hundred niggas with me (With me!)
I'm sniffin' skunk right out the peach
Let's get drunk and have sex on the beach
I'm a rockstar (Woo-hoo!) doin' rockstar shit
My bitch sniff coke, she a rockstar bitch
When they see us, they run and they hide
I'ma catch him in the Uber, I'ma cancel his ride (Yeah-hehe!)
We livin' like that for real
I'm a beastie boy, I got a license to ill
Blame it on the deal (Uh-huh) blame it on them pills
Blame it on Shady, no I'ma blame it on the Mills (Correct!)
Everywhere I go, it's poppin', nigga
You starin', lookin' and watchin', nigga
I feel like Anthony Joseph nigga this boxin', nigga
Don't ever, ever, ever say who shot you, nigga
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
You can blame it on the music, when angry it takes me someplace hypnotic
Let it build me up and throw me away
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
Keep drinkin' they own Kool-Aid 'til they over quenched
Mad at everybody always seem to be upset
Some people can abuse it and they treat it like it's some kind of narcotic
Overdosin' and they drownin' away
