Dopefiends Lullaby

Mac Mall

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    Hey Mr. Dopefiend smokin rocks
    Hittin on that pipe til your brain cells pop
    All up in my face wanting puff for the five
    Ain't trippin what I give him he just wants to get high
    Straight to the till and you don't say a word
    Cuz your workin wit a chip from a ballers blur
    Danglas (Fiends) steadin jockin cuz they saw a cop
    but when they flag ya down ya turn your head and don't stop
    Sneak in mama's house and you hope she don't flash
    Clean yo glass dick so you can take major blast
    But before you take a trip on your cocaine flight
    Mom's she down the door so yo break outta sight
    Now you feelin hella maney like its you against the world
    Cuz yo whole life revolve around that white girl
    But not that honky ho that you see every day
    Its that wicked white bitch named parubian flakes
    And for a fat dub tell me what would you do?
    Disrespect your family hit a lick or two
    Steal your mama's shit just to get a faulty fix
    Drink a glass uh piss
    Suck a dead mans dick
    Hustlas wanna hang you cause ya owe um hella loot
    But you don't give a fuck cuz all you care about goo
    You used to have a business
    Ya used to havve fuckin life but you trade that shit in for some
    California
    White
    Now tell me whats wrong with todays society
    That make a mothafucker wanna die for the "D"
    Cocaine has been a killer, since 1983
    At first only a high for right, rich and elite
    But now its on the street which brings us back to the fiend
    He finally found a place were he can light his filthy screen
    Searching for a match so he can blaze his own fuse
    He lit that yola up and man the pipe went "BOOM"

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    Composición: Mac Mall, Kevin Gardner y Robert Redwine

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