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[Verse 1: Tame One]

First hit of this fresh dip

My skull splits just like some chick’s ass

Quick fast, the lights flickered and flashed as I got trashed

Past, present, or future just combined

To intertwine with visuals

Criminal chemicals mess with the sensible

Men turned to vegetables, welcome to Hell

Have you sweating like Alexander O’Neal on stage doing songs with Cherrelle

Unusual smells, bells and whistles, the voices in my head

Rock riddles while I pick the locks in mental hospitals

Little brain stuck, purple rained up

The sky cried and clouds cough

I know it sounds off, walls I bounce off

It’s awful, just what is this drug doing to ballers

With a fifty dollar bottle from out the funeral parlor

Blacking out like me in the open

Super smoking and soaking something

Too potent, love boating until I’m floating

Until I exhale forgetting details

Mentally blazed off of half the haze then pass it to Cage


[Verse 2: Cage]

I blasted out my Wallies, went through the roof on the zoom

(Cage just fucked up my room) My hands are two fucking balloons

Looking down on Newark, ankles bloody, I’m in Wonderland

Slammed through suburbs, into some curbs I lost one of my hands

Threw me in a silly cyclone, spitting up

Till my breath started to exhale, caught a plague to the chest

Threw me back to earth in pieces minus my spine, head

Why the fuck is Tame One shoveling me out the driveway

I like the nitro then go psycho with the lighter

When a billy-goat's head on a naked chick joins the cipher

My brain swells trying to escape its own package

Till it shatters the screen out of the TV with my skull fragments

Leaky packages secretly advocates of my demise

I see mad sliding eyeballs on an abacus

My walls bleeding, now the sky is red, two arms reaching

Through the floor, I’m aiming at this raven at my door tweaking

My lights are flickering, all my vision is different

Personalities I can’t even account for bickering

The scene’s dreamy, leave me this jar with a dead primey

When the juice is gone, I’ll ring his ass out on a pack of beanies

Hit the ceiling and stick inhaling the dip

Blow dust in my pit’s face, he shits, delirium hits

I start to time warp but crash into the wall funny

Look up and see Tame just took the blunt from me


[Verse 3: Tame One]

Now Newports can absorb enormous amounts of this liquid

We get sick with it, addicted to what the dip did to the misfits

Tsk tsk, we risk life and limb five to ten times daily

We scared to hit it but still distribute it fairly

Rarely sober but over the top with the rock

Just barely dropped but not to be shook like soda pop

Control dangerous substances, dust is nothing to fuck with

My different dutches corrupted like half of Rutgers, New Brunswick

Sick to my stomach, drugs in the hundreds lacing shit with

Nice twice on the mic is like the Matrix glitch

PCP me deeply, sinking into altered states

Fallen from grace, my blunts taste like chocolate shakes

I take over like J Hova to highjack your mental plain

Just for a layover then play the cut like baking soda

Spasmatic, another hip hop addict

With habits on National Geographic’s front cover fucking a fat bitch 

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