Shaggy 2 Dope: Cobwebs in my Attic
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Intro:
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What? WHAT?? What the fuck! You know what time it is man? Alright...Now??
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Fuckin greedy mother FUCKER!!! BITCH!
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Lord help me
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Break me of this dirty habit
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Lord help me
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Clean the cobwebs out my attic X2
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Cold sweats, shake 'em off
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I'm dry heavin' an chokin' up blood clots
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Hallucinations are comin' to real life
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Reflections of my face in the back of a butcher knife
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Time after time in the middle of the night
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I stare at the ceiling but I lose sight
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I said my prayers and I tuck myself in tight
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My bed still shakes, somethin' ain't right
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Oh shit it's Claud, I tend to forget
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It's way passed midnight and he ain't ate yet
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No way dick, I'm almost outta pills
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And you already went through my last 3 refills
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Don't tell me what to do, bitch I'm on it.
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Still got that girl from last week in the closet.
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Good, he's straight, that's just fine
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But what the fuck I'm supposed to do in the mean time??
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Lord help me
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Break me of this dirty habit
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Lord help me
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Clean the cobwebs out my attic X2
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Coffee shop opens, I'm already in the corner
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Sippin' my latte, with crushed up soma powder
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I've been up for days,
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Barely see through the crust infestin' my eyes
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My skin's pale and flushed
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Only moments in my life I recall bein' happy
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Reppin' the hotties, Tap a 'lil nappy.
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Insanity set up and tried to catch me
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My walls came crumblin' reality slapped me.
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Everywhere I look there's no sign of my soul
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So my sights is set to fill that empty hole
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That's where he comes in.
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Yeah, him again.
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Claud mastered the art of body desposalin'
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He don't want shit, just a little snack
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His belly gets full, and me? I get my life back
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So hopefully today like all the years passed
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I pick the right guy and avoid a blood bath.
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Lord help me
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Break me of this dirty habit
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Lord help me
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Clean the cobwebs out my attic X2
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You, you, you. It's always about you, ain't it?
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Not this time, NOT this time!!
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This time it's about me, ME!!!!
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Medication's wearin' off I hear sirens
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Yellin' in loud speakers and screechin' tires
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Quit playin' Claud, I ain't fuckin' around!
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A billy club bounced off my head and layed me out
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A week musta passed, hm, I suppose
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I'm in a dank ass padded room with no clothes
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Shackled to the floor, you call this the bone
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This might be hell ta you, but I'm right at home!
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Lord help me
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Break me of this dirty habit
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Lord help me
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Clean the cobwebs out my attic X2
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(I'm right at home! This might be hell ta you but I'm right at home!)
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Cobwebs In My Attic
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Shaggy 2 Dope |