Madchild - Drugs in My Pocket [Bonus Track] Lyrics

F*ck this economy

Cigarettes and Red Bull
Yeah kay look

I am the provider with the spider and the viking, and on the typerwriter
I am divider of the titans
Faster than a motorbike and brighter than a bolt of lightning
Tight is when I hold the mic explode and show the world excitement
Totally enlightened and walking on a different path
When I hit a burst it's like a f*cking car collision crash
The rate of rebuilding my life, it isn't fast (nah)
I don't care how rich I get, I'm never flying business class
Put me in economy, I don't care who you bunch of stars like
It's astronomy and I am an anomaly
The type of verses that I spit could be a real problem,
Ill goblin climbing up the hill hoblin still squablin unidentified flying object
They wondering whats inside my closet, little green martians
And sci fi projects a big furry monsters with eyes like targets
Carcas with a parka wearing a motorcycle helmet,
Help me im a phsyco with a knife and mental illness
Give me a gun I am troublesome, cause I'm quick to pop a rapper like hes bubble gum

I got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket
I got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket
He put drugs in my pocket, man, I thought that I was through with them
Yeah, drugs in my pocket
I got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket drugs in my pocket

Got a red, under my bed, there's a little yellow man in my head
I'm a bi-polar polar bear, sitting on a polar fleece
Drinking polar ice and pepsi cola on a coral reef
Every lyric that I spit is an oral feat, elbow on my knees head in hands
Thinking poor old me
I keep a strap tucked, at least a sharp blade,
'Cause kids be playing more games than an arcade
And I am not afraid I will shoot you dead,
There's more snakes in this club than medusas head
I'm still underground, call me tomb raider while I rap with iron jaws like moon raker
You keep lyin while you tell the kids your cool fables,
I'll chop your f*cking head off and leave it on the pool table
I'm not too stable, I am off my rocker,
I'll lift you while making noises like I was chubacca
I'm f*cking dope, like I could cook tha rock up,
He's a moonlocka and im down to knock his f*ckin block off
So thank you mr ron cavano my friends in jail for more keys than a grand piano
When I say im hot that means that im too hot to handle,
If I will make it a rap to willy nelson I can rock a banjo

Drugs in my pocket
I got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket, I got drugs in my pocket
He put drugs in my pocket, man, I thought that I was through with them
Yeah, drugs in my pocket
I got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
Drugs in my pocket drugs in my pocket

I got a 38 special in the pocket of my hoodie,
While I shake my pill bottle see if I still got some goodies
Give me a gun I am troublesome, quick to pop a rapper like hes bubble gum
I swear I'll stab him with a sharpened led pencil,
'Cause rappers they got great big heads like fred flinstone
Im michael myers with a pair of pliars,
First i'll eat your eyes and then I'll set your hair on fire
Now call me jason with a hockey mask, midlife crisis and im still a little cocky brat
Ayy im tired of all these copy cats

Meow

I need some help, i've never felt this f*cked,
'Cause I had everything and then I had to self destruct
Now i've got nothin, but I swear that I am not complainin,
Singin' out from Canada, van city where it's always raining