(Intro - Screamed)
YUH!
I BEEN SMOKIN’ THAT DEATH PACK, MOTHERFUCKER!
HUH
HUFFIN’ THAT GRIM IN MY CHEST, MOTHERFUCKER!
YEAH!
(Verse 1 - Distorted vocal)
Wake up, lungs hurt, still I spark that sh*t
I can’t feel my face, but I’m used to it
Eyes red, mind dead, brain full of static
Thoughts spin wild, everything is gettin’ tragic
Used to be sharp, now I’m slow like molasses
Torch to the glass, now I’m blowin’ out the ashes
“Just a little weed,” man that’s a line so old
I been chained to this green like it’s made of solid gold
Yeah
(Screamed hook)
CHRONIC IN MY VEINS, I’M A SLAVE TO THE BURN
PUFF TILL I ROT, LET THE MOTHERFUCKER TURN
HIGH TILL I DIE OR I MURDER MY MIND
LOST IN THE FOG AND I’M RUNNIN’ OUTTA TIME
YUH
(Verse 2 - Spoken with glitchy FX)
I don’t eat, I don’t sleep, I just chief
Bag full of grief and a blunt full of beef
No peace, just demons in a cloud of smoke
Every drag I take feels like I’m chokin’ on hope
Family callin’, I don’t answer that phone
I’d rather be stoned, rather die alone
Used to dream big, now I dream in green
A zombie in a hoodie with a THC spleen
Yeah
(Bridge - Screamed breakdown)
FUCK THAT!
I AIN’T LIVIN’, I’M A DEAD MAN WALKIN’
HEAR THAT BIC FLICK? THAT’S THE DEVIL TALKIN’
CANNABIS CHRONICLES WRITTEN IN BLOOD
AND MY LUNGS GON’ POP WHEN I DROWN IN THE BUD
YEAH
(Hook - Repeat, heavier with drop)
CHRONIC IN MY VEINS, I’M A SLAVE TO THE BURN
PUFF TILL I ROT, LET THE MOTHERFUCKER TURN
HIGH TILL I DIE OR I MURDER MY MIND
LOST IN THE FOG AND I’M RUNNIN’ OUTTA TIME
YUH
(Outro - Whispered, echo FX)
I ain’t high, I’m haunted…
And this blunt ain’t my friend…
It’s a noose in disguise…
I just light it again…
