Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Nathan McClanahan
Songwriter
Alexander Bizarski
Songwriter
David Blake Mercer
Songwriter
Lyrics
I don't push the shit you be peddingling
Special K, world becomes unsettling
On the van so I lost my memories
Popped a Xan so I lost my memories
Fuck with me, Imma bring the reckoning
Fuck with me, Imma make you rest in peace
Popped a Xan so I lost my memories
Popped a Xan so I lost my memories
Tired of your bullshit
Take a chill pills like I do
Pop pills like I do
Catch the vibe I exude
Catch the vibe I excude
My dude, what's the issue
Pussy bitch, you need a tissue?
I dismiss you, trust issues
Medicated I'm hating reality
As I'm paving the way for insanity
Medicated I'm hating reality
As I'm paving the way for insanity
What happened, who was I?
What did I say, mane?
I don't care, I wasn't there,
fucking bitches, making it rain.
I've done a bunch of drugs to artificially shake things up inside
In order to know the type of things that people see when they die.
Confuse my brain and make the neurons misfire,
and suddenly hear me spit fire,
when I grab the mic I'm inspired, but...
it's out of curiosity, not out out of a need,
proceed shall we to the next hit of weed and then we snort speed?
Medicated I'm hating reality
As I'm paving the way for insanity
Medicated I'm hating reality
As I'm paving the way for insanity
Just trying to fill the lonely
Smile, acting phoney
Don't phone me
When you've been drinking
Smell the vodka when you be speaking
Up 3 AM got me creeping
I'm sleeping more these days
Smoking more lately
Days getting hazy
Stop calling me crazy
Hate it when you call me baby, baby
Writer(s): James Mcclanahan
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