D.A.R.E.

[Chorus]
We just might slide 'bout something
We just might die 'bout something
Big bro, he high off something
And now I'm wondering
Because I think I wanna try some too
(I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way)
Because I think I wanna try some too
(I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way)
Because I think I wanna try some too
(Look, look, look, look- Uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
I think I wanna dabble with this cocaine
I think I wanna dabble with this heroin
My cousin did it first, now she got no veins
I love the biproduct of the dope game
I-I-I seen the poison comе through and terrorize
I-I-I seen a lotta shit with my pair of eyеs
Nigga, I was one when I heard half of my parents died
My daddy did the dope so is it cool if we share a line?
Ok, prolly boutta do a line of powder in this bitch
The whole hood actin' different when that power in the mix
I ain't never been no liar like my momma in this bitch
I heard my niggas sent yo niggas to the trauma when we slid
And my niggas at attention like "One, two, three"
Gettin' faded just in case they wanna come for me
Four pills in the bottle, save one for me
Four enemigos slippin', save one for me

[Chorus]
We just might slide 'bout something
We just might die 'bout something
Big bro, he high off something
And now I'm wondering
Because I think I wanna try some too
I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way
Because I think I wanna try some too
I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way

[Break]
I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way
I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way

[Verse 2]
Ok, sherm stick and crack rock fucked up my Uncle Nathan (Uh, huh)
Pills and promethazine fucked up my generation (Uh, huh)
My cousin had the living room smelling like burnt Styrofoam
Nathan hit the pipe in the crib while my grandmama gone
Cousin off that dope, uncle off that dope
Nigga my granny off that dope
Is your tryna float, Nigga?
My family tree grew up to [?]
Crips, bloods, [?] all different branches
Rick Ross, he had the whole hood going off
Fucked up the meth recipe
And the whole hood blowing up (Oh shit)
I know what crack smell like
I shouldn't, but I do
You can smell it comin right behind the alley after school
But don't stick around too long unless yo' ass wanna catch a contact
Keep playing for the double
And yo ass might catch a contract
Mama said marijuana, was a gateway
I'm still smokin on that shit with Little Chris and Dae Dae

[Outro]
I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way
I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way
I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way
I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way
In my way, in my way, in my way, in my way