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High Society
Dopamine dreams
As the dope in me leaves me
In a hellish nightmare
Where I can't contemplate
Got me walking around in a zombie state
I can't wait to hit up my dope man
Going broke trying to get to this white land
I offer my body because my soul has already been taken...
By this white heaven
I want to hit up my fantasy land once again
Missed opportunities leaves me less optimistic
So I takes this
So my dreams can take flight and fly away.
In this white heaven
when I pay this white heaven a visit
It gets me feeling splendid
Even though I'm living amongst zombies that lost their souls to the same evil antidote
I still want to inhale
And I still want to choke
To get to this white heaven
This white heaven got me in Hell when I should be heaven
Living the life of the chosen
but few only knew the hell I've been through
I hang with the familiar
So I choose to live here out of fear of change
That is where my life was created.
Slaved, crazy ain't it
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
I place that rock in the right place as I smoke it.
Inhale what this life has brung me.
This white heaven
its funny that its only niggas out here selling to these feigns on these streets
And these feigns just so happen to look just like me
Black, is what I fade to
I think as my thoughts slowly starts to fade into the wind
As I start to feel my high and I fly away. Once again to all thanks to this, this white Heaven.
As the dope in me leaves me
In a hellish nightmare
Where I can't contemplate
Got me walking around in a zombie state
I can't wait to hit up my dope man
Going broke trying to get to this white land
I offer my body because my soul has already been taken...
By this white heaven
I want to hit up my fantasy land once again
Missed opportunities leaves me less optimistic
So I takes this
So my dreams can take flight and fly away.
In this white heaven
when I pay this white heaven a visit
It gets me feeling splendid
Even though I'm living amongst zombies that lost their souls to the same evil antidote
I still want to inhale
And I still want to choke
To get to this white heaven
This white heaven got me in Hell when I should be heaven
Living the life of the chosen
but few only knew the hell I've been through
I hang with the familiar
So I choose to live here out of fear of change
That is where my life was created.
Slaved, crazy ain't it
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
I place that rock in the right place as I smoke it.
Inhale what this life has brung me.
This white heaven
its funny that its only niggas out here selling to these feigns on these streets
And these feigns just so happen to look just like me
Black, is what I fade to
I think as my thoughts slowly starts to fade into the wind
As I start to feel my high and I fly away. Once again to all thanks to this, this white Heaven.
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