Sedale Salera - Drugs

Drugs can be many things, but none of them are good
They waste your money, and you feel you should
Wanna get high? Then you should pop a pill
You’ll get so addicted, it’ll make you kill
No matter what, your addiction will make you get it quick
Even if that this means you have to suck a dick

Go in to your room, lock the door and smoke weed
Puff, puff, give that’s how u do it with ease
Meet with a friend and do some white lines
But your urge will grow after each time

It makes you addicted, it makes you whack
Once you’re hooked, it’s really hard to look back
Rashes on your face, you’re really sick
But you still want more, so you choose to suck dick
Steal from your dying mother, you don’t care
You’re not the same, where’d you go, where?

Big headache, collapse on the floor, you start to pass out
The room starts spinning, and then your neighbors hear you shout
You know it’s the end, but still smoke what’s left on your bed
Ambulance arrives, too late, because you’re dead

Sedale Salera

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