Z-Man - No Cure For Sugar lyrics

[Sample] I'm kinda dirty, I'm dirtier than hella dirty [?] no b**h, then f** you [Verse 1: Z-Man] Yeah, never drinking soda; what the f** is that sh**? Stop eating donuts; y'all need to grow up So what? y'all ain't gotta listen, pissing corn syrup (yeah) Addicted to cancer like there's some type of cure for it Fiend for nicotine, chemotherapy; please By all means, we all fiends; you can't get off the coffee Never eating candy but I will smoke a sweetie That's a chewy; that's a grinny and I used to smoke a bidi And graffiti breathing in the fumes Vegans don't eat mushrooms cause they breathe too Ain't nothing new about eating shrooms and f**ing s*uts In hotels with toenails that stick out of the hotel room Swine[?] juice; college rausy[?] damped is the carpet Sunny del chick on top of the dick won't quit Full of e pills; r.d. k**s We ain't trippin' (*belch*) Four hours of sleep and still ain't trippin' [Hook] No cure for sugar No cure for cancer No cure for aids unless you got mad paper [Verse 2] This song is for the girls kissing girls Little children drinking liquor til they (h)url Inhale; exhale White women getting black dick And getting called a f**ing sell-out By a black chick who's s**ually active Still calling Asians "orientals" (what?) Broke brothers up in Mr. Bling Bling's paying for dentals Splitting swisher sweets open; looking for fame Brainwashed by the t.v.; it's time to get paid I can feel 'em, I live in Lakeview Where everybody's out to get ya Bullets don't have smiles when they hit ya Bullets don't have brains, bullets don't have names Bullets don't get the blame, you're the one who took aim And you're mad Cause I didn't go with you to your abortion appointment Freak, it wasn't my baby anyway who died young Didn't get a chance to say "moms" Cause you knew that the see-mon didn't belong to z-mon Christmas tree, dissing me cause I went r.d And a young fresh co*k that got H.I.V You dying slow, begging that i go to hell But why bother? You the one who had s** with your gay father We share the same bloodline and STD's Love is a disease, how could we do these things? [Hook] No cure for sugar No cure for cancer No cure for aids unless you got mad paper [Sample] (I'm a dope fiend, look at my-) [Sample] Ha ha ha ha haa! Aw you know, stroke getting Surprise me all the time brother Yo the free base mack is back; the coke leader in fact I'm in the house like a roach egg about to hatch The rap trap breaking the bone; nose on a cat Who wanted the cheese but lactose intolerant Smack you; swallow your teeth And they had to fire me for Spitting Pepsi in the face of Bill O'Reilly Wettin' 'em up and bootleggin', six hundred sold Sometimes I'm eighteen or even twenty years old But right now, I'm twenty-three going on twenty-two (yeah) 'bout to roll up some red dust and blow it at you But before I do I spill out I seen eyes brew all over the turf R.I.P. go out the crew Nut the rebel the ghetto stay glued to my brain So when I'm spitting something savage You can see what I'm saying I start burning [Sample] (things change in the turf fool All my thugs getting smoked All my partners are they dog food) You ready really?