Just a junkie piece a shit
Who always thinking with his dick
Quick with it
Quick witted
Man f*ck it
It's Mr. Red Scare
(Hit the)
Local corner store
By apartments that I tore up
F*cking nasty bitches
Got one up on both floors
Dope whores
Coke whores
Blow me while on all fours
Hope for
Couple extra bucks to get the next score
Neck sores
Chest sores
Needles spread on the floor
Four kids
Morbid
Empty crib 'cause next door
Neighbors got a little nosy
C.P.S. showed up for
All the lil' children
Ma was in a bad position
Sipping something kinda stiff in
Her cup
Hold up
Bust a nut right in her mouth
Start to sober up and then I'm out
Go to buy some liquor
Pack-a-ports don't even kiss her
On my way out
Such a scum bag
Bag of xannies in my pocket
Take one out and then I pop it
But you see this is a problem
Once I'm going, ain't no stopping
Wake up in a different state
Empty bag, week later
With some blood my face
F*ck
Stuck behind bars
'Cause I ate a couple bars
Hit the high speed chase
Rammed the whip into some cars
When I tried to change lanes
So I laid out
Got up, had to get tazed
Barely felt that I was shocked 'cause
All my ports laced with the dust
I can't get enough
This court case ain't shit
(Nah)
I ain't showing up
(Yup)
This the
Life of a scum bag
Hide out with my junkie bitch
Sniffing stuff before I munch that
Dank box
(Yuh)
So disgusting
It's Mr. Junkie Russian
(Yuh)