Smoking in the dark cinema See the bad go down again And I was gripped by that deadly phantom I followed him through hard jungles As he stalked through the back lots Strangling through the night shades Oh, the thief of life Moved onwards and outwards to

(Yeah aye, hold on, babe) Baby would you save me? Been thinkin' bout it lately Oh, baby, baby, baby Hold on, babe Got some habits, I can't keep them The same ones that made you hate me Ho-oh, smokin' potent, high as nose hair

We're gettin' off today We'll pick you up and take you away Get down tonight Smokin', Smokin' We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin' I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll You gotta let

I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me Well I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me I'm waitin' on the sun to set 'cause yesterday ain't over yet I started smoking cigarettes there's nothing else to do I guess Dusty roads ain't

I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone Smokin' on the

Not like us We're on another level These folks 'round here 2-steppin' with the devil I'm callin' y'all's bluff Y'all drinkin', y'all smokin' it up Show me what you got boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wanna be, yeah, you know you wanna be like us

(I) see you dancing for the young wolves oh oh oh Maybellene I Hofteholder Could scream like a pig, could bark like a dog Just to get attention as I'm chasing you down the hall Got a fire burning as I'm smoking you out again Could you be the only one

Blame it on the bag You can blame it on the bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money But I still can’t

Ay, bitch I been goin' and goin' like the Energizer Yeah, I'm supplyin' the wood like Elijah In the cut, smokin' on indica Might fuck around and compartmentalize ya They say, they say life is a bitch and if that is the case then I'm finna surprise her

Hell-hound, hot leather on your legs That smokin powder keg You're riding on is hell-bound And you're the one they claim It's going down in flames You're riding Hades' rails (Hellion) The devil's Hellion child Will never have to die