I Need Some Blow Lyrics by Chubb Rock

I Need Some Blow Lyrics

    Just like on a.t.e.e.m, i'm an addict, i'm an adict
    Back at the crib i just cause nothing but static
    I think my mama-san is pissed and vexed cause she's had it
    Snooped and found my stash in the attic
    Not tickled pink she threw my my shit in the sink
    My gut is rumbling now i have to think
    My sister's jewelry, take it, no more jingling
    On the crazy down low take my mom's wedding ring
    And float on to the shop called the pawn
    And he gives me two yards and my disregard to nothing
    The antonym of a hero
    I used to be the one now i'm less than zero
    But i can feel like a million real fast
    Put my lips on the god damn glass
    And make a little snow using the snowman
    I can't help it i need some blow man

    I used to get a's across the board now it's down to h's
    And the h's stand for hatred
    Kicked a lot of bogusness, conned out of rehab
    It was easy -- my man worked at the lab
    So i jetted like the concord but i made a crash landing
    Got back on the glass cause life is demanding
    First thing to do now is to get a little pistol
    I like to smoke blow but i don't like eating gristle
    So the hoody comes on while i'm hiding in the corner
    Just run ya doe or your mom will be a mourner
    The blow make me actlike i don't know
    And my ego and my moral go into escrow
    The kid that i robbed the other day was my bro
    Face covered by the hoody yo should he
    Care about his worthless bro -- the answer no
    I can't help it i gotta get some blow

    My mom was sponsoring a child from zimbabwe
    Whem i'm on the pipe man i have to get my way
    Donating about twenty dollars a week
    80 dollars a month for that i get a blunt
    Everyday i puff several trees
    What do i care if he eats every other day
    What am i saying, i can't believe i'm a junkie
    I can't believe it yo frank nitty punch me
    Suicide is too good, i need something harder
    Maybe go cold turkey, that'll hurt me
    Sweat drips on my back i react with a shiver
    Eye flutters while my mom closes her shutters
    She doesn't believe that i'm trying -- my body dying
    She thinks i found a new way of lying
    While i revolve the revolver, my mom hears the tune
    I'm sorry mom *boom*

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