say No to drugs

[Ford Prefect]

I kind of outgrew drugs around 25, but I have fond memories of 'shrooms and mescaline. Especially mescaline. Cocaine never impressed me that much. I thought it was rather over-rated and over-priced.

[DuffMan]

White Lines sounds even better when you are on drugs.

[Temporary_User]

Originally Posted by DuffMan

White Lines sounds even better when you are on drugs.

lol

[Dion]

She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late

She's come undone
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
It was too late

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
She wanted truth but all she got was lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late

She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone

Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb
Too many churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
(Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe)
(Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe)
(Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe)

[break]

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late

She's come undone
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
Mama, it was too late

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
(No no-no-no-no-no no)
(Doe doe doe-doe)

[Temporary_User]

Andre Nickatina ft. San Quinn - Ayo



OK.. got some for me?

(San Quinn)
Yeah, yeah, listen to the story I'm about to tell
Another tale about that yayo
Little girl once innocent and sweet
14 introduced to the street
Started from weed, big smoke outs
before you could exhale, blunt in your mouth
Sham, Nay, blew you blew
now you need something else to do
A new high to try, a new place to go
introduced to the yay to the yo
House full of girls, old and young
playin it on the table takin one on ones
Use dollar bills just to snort the lines
you see the big girls do it so of course it's fine
Cocaine enforced on your mind
Now blow, then they blowin ya time
Let's go

(Chorus 2X)
Ayo for yayo
Walk around with yayo, all in my nasal
I must have been craze yo

(San Quinn)
Chompin and compin kicks
Supplyin people with they fix
Where you fit?
Fillmore Street is where you sit
Don't go in the house till you move a zip
Worked a day and night shift
To stay awake, a might sniff
not too much cuz you might slip
Instead of 28, you cookin 26
Keep a gat in the pack in the sock
take a couple of tubes, then its back to the block
Back to the service out the sack
experimentin with that salt, what about that crack, huh?
One try, another try without a doubt
papered out, always at the Powder house
Day time, night time, part it out
couldn't been papered a power house

(Chorus 2X)

(San Quinn)
Like you and I, super high, like superfly
one more line, one more rhyme like Peruvian Fine
I can keep you down, and get you high
You like to blow? like Boston George
you want some more, for you and your whores?
I kick off wars, and get behind walls
and corporate doors, executive nose sore
Rich man, high, eight balls and quarters
they call me, placin they orders
Bring me across the border, buyin the case
before I'm sold, they take the case
Snortin habit, not with affordin
some use me, strictly out of boredom
I hooked people before man, I warned them
I took many people out before them
Doin my job, connected wit the mob
got President Bush, Whitney, and Bob
Many others all walks of life have one on ones with me every night

(Chorus 4X)

[jammies]

the dimmed soul time of cocaine night
where bodies blaze like fireflies
we are, we are
on level four
slipping in our switchblade skins
our gills awash in oxygen
looking for somewhere we used to go
the crowd like eyes, opens wide
the thousand faces spin and glide
looking for pleasure
within the glow
the dancing wrecks and silhouettes
peeling back the sheets of flesh
raw and ever delicate

up on level four
where ecstasy is the law
up on level four
what everyone is looking for

the blank rich smiles of tin star lives
sucking like vampires
that live and lurk and never die
the flatland gods of imagery
enigmas bound with mysteries
with nothing but these holes inside
the lords of famine, lords of waste
hungry with unconscious hate
greedy for the world’s pain
we come up from the open grave
and swallow, and swallow
and eat until we burst
and swallow, and swallow
and dance until we burn

[4X4]

Well... Eric Clapton has a much different take on this whole debate.

Print: Eric Clapton - Cocaine Lyrics print version

If you wanna hang out
You've gotta take her out
Cocaine
If you wanna get down
Get down on the ground
Cocaine

She's alright,
She's alright,
She's alright,
COCAINE

If you got bad news
You wanna kick them blues
Cocaine
When your day is done
And you wanna ride on
Cocaine

She's alright,
She's alright,
She's alright,
COCAINE

If your day is gone
And you wanna ride on
Cocaine
Don't forget this fact
You can't get it back
Cocaine

She's alright,
She's alright,
She's alright,
COCAINE

She's alright,
She's alright,
She's alright,
COCAINE

[WinnipegJets]

Originally Posted by OILFAN #81

OT: Whatever happened to "your friend" in regards to the paternity test?

he is still waiting to hear back from a DNA lab.

[WinnipegJets]

Originally Posted by flylock shox

WHAT'S WRONG, SWEETHEART?
DON'T YOU WANT ME?
YOU PAID FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME.
*rhythmic sniffing*
SMOKE ME. BREATHE ME. INHALE ...
HA HA HA HA HA HA, I'M YOUR NEW GOD.

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
She's only 16, she looks lost
Bought crack from the dopeman, and got tossed
Livin on the streets, smoked out
Perfect individual for me to bust out
You can sniff me, or you can puff me
But the girl shoulda known, you can't trust me
She's only 98 pounds and lonely
She calls to her God for help, and that's me
COCAINE, go ahead n' use me, heh heh
Momma won't know you're a junkie
Just put me in your pipe, light and SUCK
*deep inhale* Cluck cluck cluck!
And while you're high, grab a 12 gauge
Jump back on the streets, in a crack rage
The only way out is the sucicide route
Put the gauge at your dome and TAKE IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 o'clock news
All my movies get the rave reviews
60 Minutes had a special on me
The god called Crack is killin your society
Colombia is where I get picked
I can kill with a 90-10 split
I work through the week, my pleasure is pain
And I'm your new God
You can call me Cocaine

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Cocaine
Heh heh heh
Go ahead n' smoke me

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
Brothers throwin up a set to protect me
I'm worth a lot so money so respect me
Doin damage on the boulevard, just like that
*gunfire* Shoot 'em over crack
Dope dealers would kill for me
Cause if ya sell me, I help ya live lovely
You want a Porsche? Move a few ki's
Just remember that your God is me

hahaha!!

I haven't heard that song in years!

[Table 5]

Originally Posted by fotze

That is all I heard for 15 minutes when trying to find a parking spot around Ground Zero last week.

You drove into Manhattan? Where YOU on drugs?