Stoned Junkee

Snap, crackle, and pop goes the big bowl

Nigga fiendin' but steady holdin'

Wit' a tight hold

No more crack but steady pullin'

Wit' a tight pull

All fucked up and eyes redder than a red bull

Look at that

I bet she don't know where her kids at

Used to be all that

Now she's dating Mr crack

Had her first when she was

13 now he's 11 years

And he standin on Texas

Sellin' rocks and drinkin' beers

She got another girl, she's 8

Stayed with her aunt and uncle

But uncle's sick

Cause every night she's suckin' on

Her uncle's dick

Who can she tell? Nobody gives a fuck

She tells anybody she fucks him

She'll get fucked up

So the shit keeps goin' on for another six

14 and now she's tired

Of suckin' uncle's dick

Got a 38 from her girlfriend in school

Went home

Loaded it up and cold smoked the fool

Cause he's a

Stoned Junkee, stoned, stoned junkee

Stoned Junkee, stoned, stoned junkee

Stoned Junkee, stoned, stoned junkee

Stoned Junkee, stoned, stoned junkee

Lord, lord, lord lord, lord, lord

Lord, lord, lord lord, lord, lord

I live in every city, I stand on every block

I'm beggin' from everybody so I could

Smoke any and every rock

You see I'm homeless, I'm broke, I stink

I got some fucked up teeth and

I'm a thief so I gank

For them kids lunch money

A child I would choke

And clothesline your granny for some change

So I could take a toke

You see I'm not in my right mind

So I'm hopin' that I can get some

Dope in my system by night time

So to make a lil' cash

I might wipe me a windshield or pump gas

Or take your purse and dash

Try'na to make a deal witcha, huh

But if I can't get a dime for 6

Fool I'm 'bout to get cha

Don't fuck up and let me taste it

Cause I'mma chip your shit

Take my lil' piece and freebase it

I ain't nothin' but a clucker

Your typical glass dick suckin

Basehead, geekin' motherfucker

Just call me a

And I'm still rollin' a fattie but

I'm dippin' it into that water

And makin' me a wet daddy, the green monster

Tameka be tellin' me not to do it

But everyday I find myself full

Of that fuckin' embalming fluid

Yeah, so you can certify me as a fiend

And if you smoke dip fool

You know what I mean

Now let me lean to the motherfuckin' left

Start walkin' fast and get my

Blast by my goddamn self

That's how it goes, movin' slow in the south

A stone cold junkee with some

Drugs in his mouth

High till I die, and fry is all I taste

Don't make me catch a case by

Pumpin' them slugs in your face

I'm at the geekin' stage so

You better not trust me

And I'll still buck you down

Motherfucker if you fuck me

So close the top of the toilet

Cause it's finna get funky

I'm smokin' like a fiend cause

I'm a stone cold junkee