Heroin (feat Jon Waltz & Danny Score)

I ain't get no welcome back for the fact that this is rap

But it's stacked with sounds that match like the 90's coming back

And you act like a platinum plaque

Can judge where the fuck these artists heart is at and it can't

I'm just a rat in a cage to these views and these plays

And I've been preaching for days

But nobody's at my sermon, nobody is ever learning

I'm earning my way so it's okay to come back

I'd like to introduce this grunge rap

Is this that new that you've been looking for? Well how new is this?

See I grew up on some stunted and 50 cent in the Unit

And fifty percent of my intake of music

Was influenced by my pop and that was rocking

I was only just a kid when Slim Shady popped pills like it was hot

And he was dropping shit that made us all question what we're doing

I just took it too serious and then I got to moving

I was skipping classes until I was a drop out

But I excelled at writing like a cop out

And then I watched my Dad rock out

I Just wanted the life, I just wanted the life

Like I'm wild for the night, fuck being polite

And I became what I am from the voices in my head

And it started when my uncle Fred passed in my bed

So I prayed to his ghost "Like help me"

Cause my family's not united like Chelsea

And the life that I'm living's unhealthy

But I'm living the life that they dealt me and I'm getting it

Stare at me while I'm crying and dying to hold on

There's more drops in the bottle

But doesn't stop him on the way down

She looks like heroin, I love it

When she touches like heroin, I need it

And she feels like heroin, I want it

It must be heroin, It must be heroin

I'm hell bounded in the cross-fire

A cross is across from the claustrophobic aerobic side of the closet

The clause stating a clause of the lost laying the law

On the hard hatred involves of the false fate of the God

Hand on the Bible, you lying? A tiger would count your stripes

And a presence of higher beings, your only presence is silence

I promise, this is heroin, this is crack music

This is Aerosmith, bitch I spat to you

I'll probably die being dyed the color of a die, why?

Cause I'm taking chances, the life's just crap and you rolled a die

Make couples happy, but happiness only happens alive like

"Ronnie your accurate, she found commas inside your rhyme"

But they never question it

Too scared of the consequences of being defenseless

I've taken shots like the endless

Wasn't dependent, I needed something to lie on

They never had nothing to live for, only to die for

Stare at me while I'm crying and dying to hold on

There's more drops in the bottle

But doesn't stop him on the way down

She looks like heroin, I love it

When she touches like heroin, I need it

And she feels like heroin, I want it

It must be heroin, It must be heroin

Is this that new that you've been looking for?

Is this that new that you've been looking for? Well how new is this?