Well you go down to the corner to see if you can cop
You buy some for your sister but you take yours off the top
Running to the bathroom fixin up the shot
Tie it up shoot it up bang it up blow it up
Too much junkie business
Too much junkie business
Too much junkie business
I dont wanna fck around with you
Your life becomes as sickening as that mess you call your face
That pig you call your girlfriend shes been in there for days
Climbing up the walls shot some on my balls
Wrap it up call it art
Now your records in the charts
Too much junk 5x
In your face I dont wanna see it I dont agree
Your the coolest thing in town with your face flat on the ground
Hands empty your pockets as the coffin went down
Overdose at last smack stuck in your head
Now youre dead- I love ya
Too much junk in your head