Drugs Talk

Drugs Talk

[Verse 1: Sweetheartz]
Hey

It's June in heaven and the days are hot
And not numbered, and there's no Summer

And I've got to know
Will you sneak me through the gate a can of some Montana snow?

Where'd the Mr. Number One go?

Maybe we get a bobsled
Slide back down to earth or as far as the fall led

I hope you are not concerned though
Mind your step cus you will get burned, yo

And you wanna listen when I explain
I speak from the beak of the bird not of a brain

I will go off on you like it's my nickname
Would not get too warm to this frame

Unless you plan on surveying pain killers
Like they're chocolates, and staying when we lock lips

I cook you dinner full of chopped tits
Serve it on a magazine with a splinter

You might eat it up, but I'm still thinner
That makes me the winner. You are a beginner

Being gunned against the floor
Shown the door before you enter

Chorus
**I can let you in on my secrets but you try and stay
**Flashing bright tail feathers and run away

**You see I'm too much too soon for you to walk
**But hey, It's just how I let you know this is why my drugs talk

My lap dance is like sand paper:
Buff you to a nub, zig-zag your thighs with a razor

Get me in trouble with my menace medicine emceeing. Before I let you intervene
I'll get you in the gut with the porno shots you would rather not be in

Do you observe my astral projection when you're peeing?
Do I haunt you with my image in the sky when you're skiing?

When you look up I'm there, can't shake it from
Where you go, I will come piss you off and your mom

I'll make you watch when you crouch
You crotch cowards are such touchy-dealy dick scouts

Finding merrits. You see, you're parrots
Aparently, unsuited to parent, and probably

Completely incompetant in Compton
Colorado, Texas, New York. Whatever you're comping

Compliments in your crap calculator
To spit at free styles later

Take it from me, I can't stand a hater
You a player, I'm a cunning linguist, and I won't take it. No I won't care

You got a ticket to somewhere, but I won't be there
Would suggest you brace your face before I rub my spit in your hair

There's no A. There no way. You got a bad report card
I'm making my own business, buddy, back off or I'll break off your hard

Chorus
**I can let you in on my secrets but you try and stay
**Flashing bright tail feathers and run away

**You see I'm too much too soon for you to walk
**But hey, It's just how I let you know this is why my drugs talk

Wrap you up and down like a yo-yo
It's BS for you to take up a go go

Have a lot but you can not buy me squat
You think you are hot, got caught, got shot

You ain't alright, you'll rot. Risking frisking
Take up a new house listing

It's me, I'm insisting
Hope that you're still listening

That's your disguise
Think I haven't got eyes?

You and your jenky-ass wives
Lives like lies, fast like flies

Chorus
**I can let you in on my secrets but you try and stay
**Flashing bright tail feathers and run away

**You see I'm too much too soon for you to walk
**But hey, It's just how I let you know this is why my drugs talk