junkie killer, i am the junkie killer junkie killer running outta line yeah bang, bang - bang, bang in your head yeah bang, bang - bang, bang in your head junkie killer
It's the shit, clearly blunt junkies Have been known to croak Unless them toke of it's the bomb For those who think life is unfair 'Cause I blow my smoke
leave when all the smoke was gone [Hook - singing] Man, my weed is smoked up Man, my weed is smoked up Man, my weed is smoked up Man, my weed is smoked
Hand sec, this on? 2nd Hand Smoke, yeah yeah 2nd Hand Smoke Alright ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself This is Twiztid, 2nd Hand Smoke You be the judge
Ready to freak, each and every one of you woes Who running the Gump, man y'all already know Them Dirty Boys, they got a style so cold Continue to blow that killa smoke
or die wit' me I was in the 'Nolia, lookin' for that killa guerilla I know my nigga gangsta got it on wild willa Uptown consist of drug dealers, and thugs For the junkies
they put him away In jail he changed from a junkie to a hater And just like the man from the precinct said ?Put him away, you better kill him instead
a kite string All right, let's hear it for contestant number one What's your name sir? Yo, MC famous, the killer Okay Mr. Anus Driller, you want to
lowerin the doses of methodone I eat V's and blow lots of dro It's like chewin gum when you're tryin not to smoke Keep my mind occupied, calm my nerves
green Now that's what I call chemistry That's what I call, Enterprise Call my work, The Enterprise Twenty junkies beaming up to Scotty in my Enterprise Smoking
to smoke my weed Smoke my weed.. I'm tryin to drink with my niggaz; just shut the fuck up While I'm just tryin to get blowed Spittin to me some mo'.. (
jury when I see you in the street It's da Project nigga, roll, ready mane, to kill a hoe Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger let it blow Break
ain't playin, we ain't playin, we ain't playin [Verse 1] We ain't playing young nigga Who the fuck I said we playin? We just 'bout to kill yo
be quick Infra red Now when you wake upi'm wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun Holding your son, smoking branson Blowing smoke
be quick [NuChild] Now when you wake up I'm wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun Holding your son, smoking Branson Blowing smoke
lies 'Fore I die, wanna drive big bodies wit' bubbla die Now peep the otha side, ova them hills Rich dude that own them mills Tha candy sto is open for sale These junkies gone smoke
jury when I see you in the street It's the project nigga row ready man to kill a ho Put the thang to yo head squeeze the trigga let it blow Break the
sick, my doe be sick Now when you wake up I'm wiping the cold out your eyes with the barrel of the gun Holding your son, smoking Branson Blowing smoke
