Lyrics Heroin - Jez Dior , Jon Waltz

I ain't get no welcome back for the fact that this is rap, but it's stacked
With sounds that match like the 90s coming back
And you act like a platinum plaque can judge where the fuck these artists heart is at, and it can't
I'm just a rat in a cage, to the views and these plays
And I been preaching for days, but nobody's at my sermon, nobody is ever learning
I'm earning my way so it's ok to come back - I'd like to introduce this grunge rap, uhhn!

Is that new you been looking for? Well how new is this? See I grew up on some Stunna and 50 cent and the Unit
And fifty percent of my intake of music was influenced by my pop and that was rock
And I was only just a kid when Slim Shady popped pills like it was hot
And he was dropping shit that made us all question what we're doing
I just took it too serious and then I got to moving
I was skipping classes till I was a drop out, but I excelled at writing like a cop out
And then I watched my Dad rock out
I Just wanted the life, I just wanted the life
Like I'm wild for the night fuck being polite
And I became what I am from the voices in my head and it started when my uncle Fred passed in my bed
So I prayed to his ghost "Like help me!"
Cause my family's not United like Chelsea
And the life that I'm living's unhealthy
But I'm living the life that they dealt me and I'm gettin' it

Stare at me, while I'm crying and dying to hold on
There's more drops in the bottle
But doesn't stop him on the way down
She looks like heroin - I love it
When she touches it's like heroin - I need it
And she feels like heroin - I want it
It must be heroin, It must be heroin. Ohh

I'm hell bounded in the cross-fire, across is across for the claustrophobic arroba side of a closet
A clause stating a clause on a [?] a law and a hard hatred involved on the false fading of gods
Hand on the Bible you lying? A Tiger would count your stripes and a presence of higher beings, your only present's is silence
I promise, this is Heroin - this is Crack music, this is Aerosmith
*Spitting* bitch I spat to you
I'll probably die being dyed the colour of dye, why? Cos i'm taking chances and life is just crap than you rolled it down
Make couples happy but happiness only happens alive like "Ronnie your accurate you found commas inside your rhyme"
But they never question it. Too scared of the consequences of being defenceless
I'm taking shots like the endless
Wasn't dependent, just needed something to lie on
They never had something to live for, only to die for

Stare at me, while I'm crying and dying to hold on
There's more drops in the bottle
But doesn't stop him on the way down
She looks like heroin - I love it
When she touches it's like heroin - I need it
And she feels like heroin - I want it
It must be heroin, It must be heroin. Ohh

X3
Is that new you been looking for?
Is that new you been looking for? Well how new is this?