UNDER BRIDGES

[SnakePitch]
Gotta throw up
Walk slow no fucks
Hit ho hit drugs still
Remember that I broke
My will, handsome
But so random
Ask me no damn questions
If ya can't live with the answers
Went over that empathy
Went over that me yeh
My temper
Kept ridiculous
Energy kept by my believes
When I'm smokin on my cheese
Six hundred mili morphine's
Already in
Side
I take hard hits
Fake tucks get hit hard okay
Take down their disguise
By catching sight
I wonder
Why they still try
I don't know
It's a riddle
World keeps burning
I'm in the middle
Circled by flames
Circling the sun
Snakepitch is enslaved
By this circuit which I can't
Interrupt

[FUCKAPACHE]
Poison ivy
Is what I supply
Got many bitches dead
From smoking dope that I supply
Lacing pills since ninety nine
Combine drugs with alkaline
My clients got borderline
Sawed off shotty columbine yuh

Get yo organs aligned
Meth is in my bloodline
Try it out don't decline, aye

Aye seven bottles in the bando
Call me king cuz I got the commando
Under bridges is where I hang yo (x2)