James Hunt - Prescription / Oxymoron lyrics

Part 1: "Prescription" [Produced by Sounwave] [Verse 1] Prescription d**, show me love Percocets, Adderall Xanny bars, get codeine involved Stuck in this body high, can't shake it off I'm falling off, I can't hold a thought What's wrong with me? Now depression creep I'm stressing deep, even in my sleep My mommy call, I hit ignore My daughter calls, I press ignore My chin press on my chest, my knees press the floor I'm blanking out, woke up on the couch Dinner on my shirt, my stomach hurts I had a ball sellin' 80s but yo, the karma's worse I cry when nothing's wrong, I'm mad when peace is involved My senses harmed, sluggish ruggish A couple Xannies popped, open my pill box (Prescription d**) [Interlude: Joy] What's wrong, daddy?! Wake up! Wake up! [Verse 2] Prescription d**, I fell in love My little secret, she gon' k** a thug My body numb, she like to give me hugs I love her touch, I get a rush When she don't come around, I start to go nuts My heart erupts, I'm curled in pain My phone ring, ring and ring and ring If you ain't selling d**, then I don't hear a thing May 7, Ali calls, p.m. of 6:45, I finally answer this time He said "Come to the stu', I'm mixing all your rhymes" I don't decline, at least that's in my mind Grab the keys, need some wood for the trees Dap the clerk 'fore I leave, max on my AC Continue right, remember seeing light Wise night, but that's my life (Prescription d**) [Outro: Joy] What's wrong? You tired? You mad? Okay, I love you, daddy Part 2: "Oxymoron" [Produced by Willie B] [Intro] Uh, let me get some there for 20 dollars watch, 20 dollars You can get one for 40, 45, 50, 55, 60 whatever n***a Seattle what up? b**h you gon' love me forever! [Hook 2x] I just stopped selling crack today I just stopped selling crack today (What you say? What you say?) O-X-Y, I'm moron, O-X-Y, I'm moron [Verse 1] Crazy, got my stash somewhere in her Mercedes 80's, get these off new shoes for my baby Oxy, I don't know no Pablo or no papi What you know about a pill, plus a 8-ball You gotta re-up 50 times just to get a rack off, ungh I can get a hundred of 'em, make over 3 G's Only took two days, only re-up'd one time Where the sun barely shine and it rain for about Nine months out the year, man it's something right here For Seattle n***a, cheers, when I look up at y'all city like lookin' in the mirror Damn near had a career, just might shed a tear, ungh Man, this sh** right here for my n***as who ain't make it home Sitting on a tear, got a dap to a n***a bright in here, feeling life ain't fair If I was in your shoes, I would've copped, don't care Had a scene, had the medics like clear, ungh Big body cold like a Polar Bear, ungh I done sold more sh** than hookers, expensive tees, resemble a push up Stopped selling crack, cause white don't f** with n***as Vanity slave, got whips and chains Dirty money, clean money the same, even if I got life, I ain't saying a name [Hook] [Verse 2] Groovy, when I die tell Spike Lee make a movie Ooh wee, cops bringing dogs hope they don't sniff my b**h booty Oxy, O-X-Y, only feel like I could stop me Quincy, now how you n***a sliding up every now and then in a Bentley? Easy, 60-40-50, you can get one for 30 if you let me hook this titty Let a n***a f** then my dogs see your kitty Just stopped selling crack today When it get hot, smoke a pill, watch it glide like Dr. J I prescribe you, I'm your doctor, kay? You can crush this sh**, you can sniff this sh** You can take this sh**, you can smoke this sh** Do you like this sh**, n***a? Your brain go numb, synthetic h**n Without the injections, do the same love and affection How could they say feeling good is an addiction? But the world is full of sh**, so I don't listen In fact "We living to die" is a contradiction So trapping in a Nissan, O-X-Y, I keep 'em, O-X-Y, you need one [Hook]