Why dont we get Back to using you
Why dont we get Back to using you
Why dont we get Back to using you
Why dont we get back
Why dont we get back
To losing you
Triple 6 knows I died
What a time to be alive
Too many choices cant decide
Too many died when they tried
Bliss through my eyes is just a lie
Bliss through my eyes
Triple 6 laughs at my suicide yeah
Lately I ve been feeling like a robot
Like on load a lot
Like on rolling stone
Tried to used a lot
So they said whats up
And I stepped into the club
Bitch you seen enough
Blow a bag and stop
The coke got in your kopp
So hold on with that stuff
I know you cant have enough
Old time sake is lost
So go there say whats up
And bring some good old love
And bring some good old
Loooooove
Blowed out my set
Smoked out my stash
Broke out like flash
Got purple like the Cooler
Full mixin with the pruna
I be Flippin like the uber
Eating burgers from kahuna
God i know there is a ghost inside
God I know yah there is a ghost inside of me
God i know there is a ghost inside
Save a soul for life safe a soul for a life
Bitch I know you died
Bitch I know you cry in the middle night
No good soul near by
No one to say say goodbye
So you try to die
But you fear the afterlife
No one there like night
No one here alright
You ve been feelin like a ghost a lot
Come on blow a lot
Come on blow a blunt
Come on show whats up
Come on say vooza
Come to my place wanna f*ck
Say what say whats up
Why dont we get Back to using you
Why dont we get Back to using you
Why dont we get Back to using you
Why dont we get back
Why dont we get back
To losing you