Alchemical dependency
Can’t go through life with no in your heart
You can mix pop rox with jolt and sweet tarts
Came to party in this bitch so let the party start
Burn hits up charts, turn farts to art
Call me Al Chemical mold flesh to gold
Drum beats bang booties into tootsie rolls
I’m known to turn the other cheek into a profit
And every time you hear me speak, you hear a prophet
You ain’t gonna stop it
Turn the other cheek into a profit
I’m so sprung when I open my eyes
Every day I wake up and get addicted to life
I spout off words running my mouf sprung a leak
All the ladies say “honey, Money Shot’s a speak freak”
Burn Hallow’s Eve calories from tricks to treats
The brave inherit the earth, the meek inherit the weak
Call me Mr. Show I’m understandishable
Drinking cokesacola claxic with the new pope
Turn the USA into a UFO
Hear the shit I say, say them shits is doh!
(real doh, on the real)
You ain’t gonna stop it
Turn the other cheek into a profit
I’m so sprung when I open my eyes
Every day I wake up and get addicted to life
(we should go out for coffee some time)
I'm addicted to change
addicted to weed
addicted to language
fucked from tv
I'm a fiend for music
g-g-gimme a beat!
strung out from getting your ass out that seat
I'm a fool for the girlies walking down the city streets
when they ass go boom and they titties beep beep
celebrity porn is like heron to me
hooked on phonics, phonetically
you see the more.....
the more I travel round this crazy world
the less places there are to hide
you might get sprung over a dime or a girl
but I'm deeper than that, yeah,
cause I'm addicted to life
Lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino
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