Chubb Rock

Chubb Rock - I Need Some Blow lyrics

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Back at the crib I just cause nothing but static
 I think my mama san is pissed and vexed cause she's had it
 Snooped and found my stash in the attic
 Not tickled pink she threw my my shit in the sink
 My gut is rumbling now I have to think
 My sister's jewelry  take it  no more jingling
 On the crazy down low take my mom's wedding ring
 And float on to the shop called the pawn
 And he gives me two yards and my disregard to nothing
 The antonym of a hero
 I used to be the one now I'm less than zero
 But I can feel like a million real fast
 Put my lips on the god damn glass
 And make a little snow using the snowman
 I can't help it I need some blow man
 I used to get A's across the board now it's down to H's
 And the H's stand for hatred
 Kicked a lot of bogusness, conned out of rehab
 It was easy -- my man worked at the lab
 So I jetted like the Concord but I made a crash landing
 Got back on the glass cause life is demanding
 First thing to do now is to get a little pistol
 I like to smoke blow but I don't like eating gristle
 So the hoody comes on while I'm hiding in the corner
 Just run ya doe or your mom will be a mourner
 The blow make me actlike I don't know
 And my ego and my moral go into escrow
 The kid that I robbed the other day was my bro
 Face covered by the hoody yo should he
 Care about his worthless bro -- the answer no
 I can't help it I gotta get some blow
 My mom was sponsoring a child from Zimbabwe
 Whem I'm on the pipe man I have to get my way
 Donating about twenty dollars a week
 80 dollars a month for that I get a blunt
 Everyday I puff several trees
 What do I care if he eats every other day
 What am I saying, I can't believe I'm a junkie
 I can't believe it yo Frank Nitty punch me
 Suicide is too good, I need something harder
 Maybe go cold turkey, that'll hurt me
 Sweat drips on my back I react with a shiver
 Eye flutters while my mom closes her shutters
 She doesn't believe that I'm trying -- my body dying
 She thinks I found a new way of lying
 While I revolve the revolver, my mom hears the tune
 I'm sorry mom *BOOM
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Author: Alex Richbourg, Franky "Nitty" Pimental, Jean-Claude Olivier, Richard Simpson (2), Samuel Barnes

Composer: ?

Publisher: Select Records

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Released in: 1992

Language: English

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