Chronic Songs

By Linus

On The Mixed Tape

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[Verse 1]

So I'm puking mucus up on the Expo Line SkyTrain

I drank myself blind last night, now my eyes pained

In the brightness outside the apartment wishing the darkness would fall well

I'm hung over as all hell

My life with drugs is driving around Miss Daisy

My mind is out of place so I'm driving myself crazy

Daisy ain't a white bitch, she's the drugs that I possess

The cess that doesn't change

My current lover, and my ex

I got caught during sex trying to light a blunt

I cut the knot, pot gone for like a fucking month

But it came back like a heart attack, quicker

Now every bowl I take or every toke just makes me sicker

That's okay, that's the way I deal with pain, my brain is an elixir

I don't need it anyway, I'm going back to liquor

Now I'm stuck on liquorice schnapps, Häagen-Dazs, and mauler bongs

My wallets gone, god, I'm sick of chronic songs


[Hook]

I'm down to fucking lose my mind, I wonder why

Yo, yo, yeah

The fucking weed has got my mind in a bind, so get high

But where's the logic in that


[Verse 2]

Let go of the stresses, grab onto depressants

The cess smoked right can make you happy in seconds

Does it last, no it passed

Now I'm gassed up, acting like I don't wanna up in class

But I do, fuck you, I don't give a fuck like a virgin do

A Rottweiler chasing you, I'm a fucking beast

Off his leash, bite with fucking teeth man, until you bleed

Man, see, I'm angry when I'm off of the weed

My fucking mom is even mocking me for talking cheap

I'm rocking Johnny Walker while I'm falling off to sleep

Even if I get the green, Mr. Walker helps me dream

I need a greater effect than chronics got for me

Don't offer me a rocker toke, this officer is stalking me

Go walking down the road a bit, I'll get this copper off of me

Kennedy for chronic, reincarnate, fuck democracy

The parade slave driver's here, and no one's stopping


[Hook]