Heisenberg Skante

Lyrics

[Intro] "There's very few people who seem to be able to experience something and get away from it. Because it just gets in their system and they've become dependent." [Verse 1] I wonder if I get to go to Mars on that spaceship Or if I stay on Earth and get wasted Death so close I can taste it End of day shit, everybody goin' ape shit Zombies on the rocket fuel, now they gotta chase it And I ain't talking sports when I say they need a base hit Young girls lookin' like they're ancient Before you pass the pipe, man. What you got it laced with? The-the, the Heisenberg Skante Look like zirconia? Look like diamante? Scientists in boondocks cookin' up your entrée Eat away your brain and playin' with your mind state Dealers on the street playin' with them high stakes End up in them odd cakes stuck wit' a swine state I ain't glorying this listen to what I say Welcome to Zombieland AKA United States [Hook] You got dirty white shit, fucking up your mind state Glossy eyes, blind, got no escape Cranked on dope, you stay up for days Blowing white smoke, ya devilish ways Tweaked on speed, you know what you need Hyper than heroin, sicker than weed Crystals dance around like ice glazed diamonds That's how it goes when you're fucking with the bombest [Verse 2] Meth mouth, shotty face, lockjaw, glassy-eyed Watch what you smoke guys this ain't no salazi ah Nowadays everybody feel like they must be high Full speed ahead no brakes 'til at last we die Bag of bones, no appetite Up all night, yeah those don't be acting right Jack anything in sight just to blast the pipe From their moms to the pawns, yeah that's the type They're the ones that informing the black and white Acting like shit, thinking they look like afro dykes Zombie-ass, in the glasshouse tho And I ain't talking bout Monte Carlos or those Chevy autos I'm talking bout you acting rollo Taking multiple hits and twitch like a semi-auto Be like "Let me hold 60 and I'll pay you tomorrow" Never let a liar like that borrow Keep it thorough as can be The one true terror in the street Killing my block is heroin and tweak I been telling yall, nothing better than the leaf If you stuck call God, he got veteran relief [Hook] You got dirty white shit, fucking up your mind state Glossy eyes, blind, got no escape Cranked on dope, you stay up for days Blowing white smoke, ya devilish ways Tweaked on speed, you know what you need Hyper than heroin, sicker than weed Crystals dance around like ice glazed diamonds That's how it goes when you're fucking with the bombest [Outro] "Its much better to try and not take any drugs, you know. If you can get straight, really straight, then in a way its much higher. I mean I'm not really qualified to talk about that either."