PaWL - Peeranoia lyrics

"entering.. life sequence... fiiive" If you walk with me this way you'll see this giant spread of all the Substances you could abuse And if you look to the left... well, you know [Verse 1] I tried a lot of d** I tried a lot of ladies Some I probably wouldn't of tried if I wasn't on d** Been living sober lately Sure, some fans will hate me Still see bugs crawling on me This time I think it's scabies Miss, don't hate the player I'm on the bench now But when they call me back in It's back to "I Don't Care" The snake spoke to Eve in the garden These days trees are fruitless, snakes are starving Pretty little rabbits sold me for carrots, folks Before Jim Carrey, she wore mask like Eric Stoltz I'm not insane. No, my life's a gameshow I shot for the stars - Miss So now I aim low [Hook] If you don't hear back from me I probably got some sh** on my dick and afraid the doctor gonna laugh at me I'm just playin, peeranoia f**s with the mind This hook is stuck in my cheek Let me pull it out for real this time [Hook] Yo, if you don't hear back from me It's probably cause my record flopped and my life is a catastrophe Yo, if you don't hear back from me It's probably cause them doctors with hypodermics are still after me Yo, if you don't hear back from me It's probably cause I'm dead to the world, literally or atrophy Yo, if you don't hear back from me It's probably cause I ran off with a band and shot me up with some smack for free [Verse 2] I got a little buzzed I went a little crazy Said everything I said on Movies because of my buzz I lost my brain before I rap No allowance, fake sneakers, walked into a world of crack Sold pieces for Pumas, gold, and Nike's Walked and talked like a rapstar But was white, and did it right Before girls, the acne came I had a fade, spittin some Epmd-meets-Big Daddy Kane Unlike the judge who cracked his hammer gently Sent me to be evaluated, and the hospital kept me I came home to make music weirder than De La's But Bobbito knew I was bu*ters like Professor Chaos Turned into hours of blank cause my memory bank Is crawlin with skanks like Hillary Swa*k No disrespect, but your name rhymed homie Until my final destination, d**h can blow me [Hook] If you don't hear back from me It's probably cause my record flopped and my life is a catastrophe If you don't hear back from me It's probably cause some doctors with hypodermics are still after me If you don't hear back from me It's probably cause I'm dead to the world, literally or act to see If you don't hear back from me It's probably cause I ran off with a band and shot me up with some smack for free [Cage] I climbed through dirt to get my name known and sh** When I jumped on the track like rainbow and spit This party's goin to hell with blunts to the def Yaking on Mu's roof while he's wavin guns to his guest Don't pa** that sh** Don't throw me a lighter I put more flakes behind my face than Tony the Tiger I wasn't hearing what I said, left my ear on the stage Puked up on a fan, the last of incoherent Cage Didn't quit PCP, it quit me Reality rolled me up, took 2 puffs, then clipped me I snitched on a drug and got away lovely Told em Johnny Dip from Hell, cops at 21 Dump St You talk tough, then why you shaking like maracas Put a gun in your hand, you won't murder like B.A. Baracus I need a new drug to make me ok And a place to keep my sh** when they come to take me away