I Think I’m Ian Read Songtext
von $uicideboy$
I Think I’m Ian Read Songtext
Have these meds on me, I′mma do 'em
I take these pills and I′m having a thrill
Taking prescription's a hell of a feeling
As for the xanny, I never forget it
Got these xans on me I'm a do ′em
Got these prescriptions that need to be filled
Popping these pills till I′m buried in fields
Percocets herron oxys and dills
Got a rig on me, Imma shoot it
Drugs in my veins have it no other way
Bitches keep asking if $licky okay
He a zombie
He the walking decay
Disgrace they say to my family name
Learned behaviour yet I'm to blame
Pills injested got me running late
I can′t move an inch I can't feel my face
Got bitches that want me to put down the drugs
But I′d rather be loaded than falling in love
Rather be ducking than in your bitch fucking
Slumped with the drugs ain't got time for no cuffin
Pop a perc′
Yeah to stop the hurt
I gotta problem now
Gotta work it out
I gotta lotta' loud
Never heard a sound
But they heard the pow from the Glock I'm down
Dialing up 911
They don′t know whether to pump my stomach or stitch the hole in the back of my head
EMT′s said time of death write it down
Ruby get up like he walking to heaven
My body don't move but my soul shows this presence
Dig me a hole I don′t need no remembrance
I made it back home yeah the place where the devil lives
Ruby so devilish look like my penance is finding a plug at the bottom of hell
I been looking for Pk's
Been looking for 3 days
I woke up in bed heard the priest say the devil lives
I take these pills and I′m having a thrill
Taking prescription's a hell of a feeling
As for the xanny, I never forget it
Got these xans on me I'm a do ′em
Got these prescriptions that need to be filled
Popping these pills till I′m buried in fields
Percocets herron oxys and dills
Got a rig on me, Imma shoot it
Drugs in my veins have it no other way
Bitches keep asking if $licky okay
He a zombie
He the walking decay
Disgrace they say to my family name
Learned behaviour yet I'm to blame
Pills injested got me running late
I can′t move an inch I can't feel my face
Got bitches that want me to put down the drugs
But I′d rather be loaded than falling in love
Rather be ducking than in your bitch fucking
Slumped with the drugs ain't got time for no cuffin
Pop a perc′
Yeah to stop the hurt
I gotta problem now
Gotta work it out
I gotta lotta' loud
Never heard a sound
But they heard the pow from the Glock I'm down
Dialing up 911
They don′t know whether to pump my stomach or stitch the hole in the back of my head
EMT′s said time of death write it down
Ruby get up like he walking to heaven
My body don't move but my soul shows this presence
Dig me a hole I don′t need no remembrance
I made it back home yeah the place where the devil lives
Ruby so devilish look like my penance is finding a plug at the bottom of hell
I been looking for Pk's
Been looking for 3 days
I woke up in bed heard the priest say the devil lives
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com