Beatahoe - Charlie Sheen Bars lyrics

"I can sit in my house just piling all the narcotics into my body that I possibly can. Mainly ketamine, nitrous oxide, PCP, c**aine, haha you know. And I just get all kinds of results." [Steve-O] Fans pissed, I'm the rap Bobby Liebling, no show Punch mainlines, shooting that oaka dope like Joey CoCo I'm ogopogo, in a San Walton hyper market looking awkward waiting to pick up disposable cam photos Not doing too good on my own though My career like Jermaine Jackson after he went solo 2-0-0-0 peyote on stage Lizard king at whiskey a go-go, fumbling codones So much mescaline in my mouth look like I'm eating a snowcone Roasting Moroccan gold Blood of Sinatra, savant moron, rock your dome f** the machine like Ed Harris That's why I got the chrome Not to pop for show Safe you are not, you are not alone Gnarcs knock, pop talks and flanks swat at homes So we swamp narcons and odes Staying under radar and over satellites with blocking codes [Hook - 2x] f** this ethosphere I got a journal I wrote on gin Gary Coleman grin, Charlie Sheen bars, I'm too old for this I'm anti-earth, everything's boring, I'm too stoned for this I'm actually happy when they hate, I'm over it Grimy as a coal worker, smoke Park Davis till miners lung Lucille diamonds, I'm flying up Seen that body of Christ with head of a lion, dried in clutch In the kitchen I got Jesse Camp frying up, violent flush Trails of latesism, tiles front Next bolts of nitrous plugs I'm my last pill, vile done I'm about to crash like Ryan Dunn In Mount Harmal I burn 76 like Waco Narcotics scapegoat, through my black cancerous vein holes Right winger, hysteria got me shooting neighbors through my left of a lake home Pushing cakes old, stay low, til J23 got lysergic lawn chairs on Turks and ?? I dumb out, kick sh** like Kado Smoke DMT on Coney Island by the boardwalk end up in a crane post Me and Box, Cubensis, rainforest d** Crushing up opiate pulperies in the clay bowl