Текст песни PSA Drugfest 2003 (Sleeveless Minks) - Quelle Chris

This town ain't the right size for you and I
Six million ways to fly, who's tryna die?
The moon got a dark side, I know a guy
Who mix up a spliff like witches with newt eye
Cocktails unlike the Tom Cruise kind
Inhale, choke up a high noose tied
I'm too down, like a blue towel
Alice, the White rabbit, and the white owl, ow
Couple hits'll put your lights out, child
Some white boys bring the pipes out, wild
Spark L's like dude, gettin' a Dell
For what they sell in the tubes, many sit in a cell
Cottonmouth, moving like Rochelle Farrell
Hit the harvest with clippers like Sam Cassell
Word to Dewey Cox, you ain't getting hooked ox
Laced or dip, that shit turn yo eyes Fetty Wap
That shit got lame, spiced up the game
Brought out the blaze and lined up cocaine
Prefer it off white, but albinos, okay
Balance out the jump, we rolled it up Js
Honey have a stylish chain with the swoop
Four troop packed in the stall like the coop
Spontaneous interludes in the nude like Luke
Musta been the X that made them look cute
No peer pressure, this campaign's grass root
Squad members hailin' from the top to the bottom

From coast to coast, toast Gomorrah and Sodom
We dyin' to die with more problems
Smoke 'em if you got 'em, sip 'em if you got 'em
Pop 'em if you got 'em, snort 'em if you got 'em
Shoot 'em if you got 'em, eat 'em if you got 'em
Drop 'em if you got 'em, take 'em if you got 'em
Chew 'em if you got 'em, fuck 'em if you got 'em
Roll 'em if you got 'em, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Sip 'em if you got 'em, pop 'em if you got 'em
Smoke 'em if you got 'em, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Smoke 'em if you got 'em

Farmin' the funnels like Mario the plumber
Smell the cocktail off the sweat from the summer
Double the ration, last trip was a bummer
Had to hit the new contact, my bae bro had a number
You know the steez, some Gs hit pharmacies
Alchemy initially prescribed for they knees
Over the border or order from over seas
Or cop it off the corner, know a family down the street
I support local business
Plus the head, stay grass fed
'Til the eyes grow blood red
Who that grew this shiznit?
That shavelli had my wig split, O-M-Jesus
When we outta town, hit the legal with the VISA
Know a bunch of stoners down to roll up til you seizure

From coast to coast, toast Gomorrah and Sodom
We dyin' to die with more problems
Smoke 'em if you got 'em, sip 'em if you got 'em
Pop 'em if you got 'em, snort 'em if you got 'em
Shoot 'em if you got 'em, eat 'em if you got 'em
Drop 'em if you got 'em, take 'em if you got 'em
Chew 'em if you got 'em, fuck 'em if you got 'em
Roll 'em if you got 'em, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Sip 'em if you got 'em, pop 'em if you got 'em
Smoke 'em if you got 'em, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Smoke 'em if you got 'em, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Smoke 'em if you got 'em