MC Paul Barman - Drug Casual-T lyrics

[Verse 1: Survivor] You're a drug casualty You bugged gradually Change like the charge on annual fee You're a drug casualty And I'm mad at the tragedy Family -- that could be me It could have been but it's not How bout some pot of coffee Get up off me just like i'm hot Stay off the crackpipe And learn how to act right Your mind distorts things like a blacklight Said you'd take a bullet for me? You took one for yourself Health is wealth, ten at the latest Then show up at twelve? Why shouldn't I yell? Ratatat tat Little brat that never been madded at Your head's a good place for lint I said it. press print Plus i heard you own half of sprint Squint and ask for a hint? I'd rather a joke Oh i know, how bout the one where you stood up your folks And their plans fell through And they called me crying and asked me not to tell you How do i respond? You say there's something in the mail Then ask what i want (money) Nothing you say is true Dayanu Each email on my desktop doorstep is a bag of flamin poo So what's your design? Give me so much sh** for missing your sister's wedding and then you miss mine This isn't a diss rhyme Here's mud in your eye How's lucy in the sky? Is she your best friend when your shoes are untied? Last summer was a bummer You put a roof over my head But never said i was comin! Grow a spine Be a man Read the line in my hand We're still friends in the end I'm bein as kind as i can Grey hair daycare, that's what your headed towards I suggest you cut your umbilical credit cords [Verse 2:Victim] Paul dude every time I call you You just shoot me down like poopy brown Groove to my sound, okay? Friends let friends live If you're gonna dig in like that You've got to be more sensitive You've never strolled in my shoes You got no clue what i go through Then pick a fight? F U! I think you need help Take a hit on this L And Czech yourself like Valclav Havel You couldn't Handel your high Now you proceltyze to a guy? I coulda sworn you're a friend Now you're like a born again christian I feel sorry for you dude. listen What's next, you gonna ask me to pray I never judge you This parlay ruined my day Forgiveness the real F word So give me an A for the effort I exert You f**er paul To make a spectacle song and put up a wall? Your ego is out of control Your soul's a black whole Bro, how low can you go?