Cardinal Roy - Party With the Demented (feat. Petravita, Lowkey Brando & Russ Hillier) Lyrics

I see people on a one track mind, like a B-side
Some strung out on the streets high and after a free ride
Family yelling to come home almost like it's tea time
Lives lived too quickly end in arms marked with speed lines
Then there's kids like me, too lucky to even realize
Our problems are minute under bright lit street lights
Eyes cast to the east side, backs to the G side
Waterfront view of an era that isn't my time
Look at us wondering
What're we gonna do
Bout it
But it ain't outta sight
And I could go outta my mind
Thinking about if this shit has been all by design
Why, oh architects have you decidedly spared on my
Life while others wallow in a shallow grave without a life-raft
Christ that's a lot of body bags that had to stack
Before they got tall enough finally to peak over the wall at us
All of us look it's appalling
Just waiting on a world to give one damn

Runnin but you can't hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high
Runnin but you can't hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high

These ends are the parts
That the sun won't cleanse
These friends after dark
Got a case of the bends
These trends don't spark we only see through one lens
A headshot blows apart the target: common sense
And when a moment of opportunity comes through
Spend some time with the community in a human zoo
Reflection correcting your spectrum to black and blue
But you keep coming back just an addict who loves to lose
Flunkies, junkies, couldn't give a f*cking monkeys
Veins are getting hungry, it's time to feed 'em something
Salivate while waiting, these wastemen best be patient
Remind 'em of their station, but it's partly entertainment
They paid for vacations, PlayStations
Life savings became someone else's just so that you could stay blazing
There's no debate in these streets, only craving
The whole nation sees the problems, but alienates 'em

Runnin but you can't hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high
Runnin but you can't hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high
I'ma give you what you need, know I never lied too
I'ma let you slide thru like a f*ckin' drive thru
I'ma serve you like a fiend, from the age of seventeen
Knew I had a talent for slanging weed and amphetamines
Sleepin' on a pallet, my cup all full of promethazine
Xans under my tongue, if 12 come, we flee the scene
Baggies full of addy, a tab of acid for 15
Anything you want, my shop open, you can't leave

Runnin but you can't hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high
Runnin but you can't hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high
I'ma give you what you need, know I never lied too
I'ma let you slide thru like a f*ckin' drive thru
I'ma serve you like a fiend, from the age of seventeen
Knew I had a talent for slanging weed and amphetamines
Sleepin' on a pallet, my cup all full of promethazine
Xans under my tongue, if 12 come, we flee the scene
Baggies full of addy, a tab of acid for 15
Anything you want, my shop open, you can't leave