One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then Ill finally croak
Okay first off
The walls hummin
Plastic in my mouth
I'm on somethin
Woah
I dont know what they gave me
But it hit like I ate a whole pack of M80s
So high I can smell the moon
From the smoke comin Off
Of my cookin spoon
Hit the rock like flintstone
Monster like barney
Got gift of gab
And stay stoned like blarney
My brain cells
Gone from
Huffin keyboard duster
The glue
In my bag has
Kinda
Lost its
Luster
On opoids
Walkin round
Like eddie munster
My girl
Hid my stash
I just might
Confront her
One confession
I'm guilty of possession
And I need a new fix
So come and
Book a bussy session
My therapist
Tellin me
That I take
It too far
But with drugs
This f*ckin cheap
Its really not hard
Gettin high
Off mushrooms
That I found in a Barn
High on methamphetamine
Jerkin off on a farm
All these
Pills that I'm pickin
I'm smitten
Pass me that needle
Stop bro
I know you fakin that twitchin
One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then ill finally croak
This past weekend I was walking back and forth constantly saying that I'm tweaking
At this point I don't get embarrassed when my parents watch me barf
I stole a scarf from a scarlet witch and then she cursed me
All of the twerking had me tweaking
I'm afraid of roaches crawling in my lungs so I'm huffing raid
You think I care about insults when all I do is steal batteries out of remotes
My vote for a good time is staying up for three days with four bitches and five grams
When I'm off my meds my doctor suggests that I just ingest helium
The method to my madness is underrated and has nothing to do with meth
I'm the best at taking apart an air fryer and selling the parts individually
I am sadly proud about taking a dookie and puffing a pookie at the same time
Lucky that the mask is not solid gold tonight it would've definitely got sold
One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then ill finally croak
Moc-C - TWEAKIN (feat. NoEmotion Goldmask) Lyrics
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One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then Ill finally croak
Okay first off
The walls hummin
Plastic in my mouth
I'm on somethin
Woah
I dont know what they gave me
But it hit like I ate a whole pack of M80s
So high I can smell the moon
From the smoke comin Off
Of my cookin spoon
Hit the rock like flintstone
Monster like barney
Got gift of gab
And stay stoned like blarney
My brain cells
Gone from
Huffin keyboard duster
The glue
In my bag has
Kinda
Lost its
Luster
On opoids
Walkin round
Like eddie munster
My girl
Hid my stash
I just might
Confront her
One confession
I'm guilty of possession
And I need a new fix
So come and
Book a bussy session
My therapist
Tellin me
That I take
It too far
But with drugs
This f*ckin cheap
Its really not hard
Gettin high
Off mushrooms
That I found in a Barn
High on methamphetamine
Jerkin off on a farm
All these
Pills that I'm pickin
I'm smitten
Pass me that needle
Stop bro
I know you fakin that twitchin
One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then ill finally croak
This past weekend I was walking back and forth constantly saying that I'm tweaking
At this point I don't get embarrassed when my parents watch me barf
I stole a scarf from a scarlet witch and then she cursed me
All of the twerking had me tweaking
I'm afraid of roaches crawling in my lungs so I'm huffing raid
You think I care about insults when all I do is steal batteries out of remotes
My vote for a good time is staying up for three days with four bitches and five grams
When I'm off my meds my doctor suggests that I just ingest helium
The method to my madness is underrated and has nothing to do with meth
I'm the best at taking apart an air fryer and selling the parts individually
I am sadly proud about taking a dookie and puffing a pookie at the same time
Lucky that the mask is not solid gold tonight it would've definitely got sold
One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then ill finally croak
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then Ill finally croak
Okay first off
The walls hummin
Plastic in my mouth
I'm on somethin
Woah
I dont know what they gave me
But it hit like I ate a whole pack of M80s
So high I can smell the moon
From the smoke comin Off
Of my cookin spoon
Hit the rock like flintstone
Monster like barney
Got gift of gab
And stay stoned like blarney
My brain cells
Gone from
Huffin keyboard duster
The glue
In my bag has
Kinda
Lost its
Luster
On opoids
Walkin round
Like eddie munster
My girl
Hid my stash
I just might
Confront her
One confession
I'm guilty of possession
And I need a new fix
So come and
Book a bussy session
My therapist
Tellin me
That I take
It too far
But with drugs
This f*ckin cheap
Its really not hard
Gettin high
Off mushrooms
That I found in a Barn
High on methamphetamine
Jerkin off on a farm
All these
Pills that I'm pickin
I'm smitten
Pass me that needle
Stop bro
I know you fakin that twitchin
One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then ill finally croak
This past weekend I was walking back and forth constantly saying that I'm tweaking
At this point I don't get embarrassed when my parents watch me barf
I stole a scarf from a scarlet witch and then she cursed me
All of the twerking had me tweaking
I'm afraid of roaches crawling in my lungs so I'm huffing raid
You think I care about insults when all I do is steal batteries out of remotes
My vote for a good time is staying up for three days with four bitches and five grams
When I'm off my meds my doctor suggests that I just ingest helium
The method to my madness is underrated and has nothing to do with meth
I'm the best at taking apart an air fryer and selling the parts individually
I am sadly proud about taking a dookie and puffing a pookie at the same time
Lucky that the mask is not solid gold tonight it would've definitely got sold
One crack rock
And a bag of meth
Baby thats all I need
Theres a monkey on my back
With a blunt in his mouth
And he really got a hold on me
Now Ill take what I find
Ill snort what Ill snort
And whatevers left Ill smoke
Maybe one day I just might do too much
Then ill finally croak
Writer: Jason Stanley, Ryan Hadley, NoEmotion Goldmask
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Moc-C
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Jason Stanley, Ryan Hadley, NoEmotion Goldmask