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Chronic
Chronic
Juli G turn this here up boy
I got a buddy
Love them streets and corners
He got a sister and he always warns her
One these days he

it choke all your haters

The streets are diseased with an affliction that's chronic
And since when did the smart ghetto child become oxymoronic

my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

Verse Three:

Later on that day-hay
My homey Dr. Dre he came by with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass

the devil starts another war inside of me
Burning in my skull
I have bullets in my head
Let out by the lead of this pencil on my desk
I feel like I am safer

on my dear 
I make it rain 
Rack city man im living by the beach 
I love your girl cause she sucks me like a leech 
Black heelies move fast on feet

Gdybym tylko mógł
Miał siłę jak Bóg
By Cię chronić

Przed złamanym sercem
Przed ludźmi jak lód
Ciebie chronić

Im jestem starszy tym wiem
Jak

Nigga really think I'm rappin for the fuck of it 
Hit a spree of jugs n it got my whole summer lit 
So I plot for the winter 
Pray for me a chronic

mej szyi to nie pierdolony flex
Odkupię swoje wszystkie winy choćbym miał tu glebę żreć
Bo Ciebie kocham
Chce z Tobą na zawsze być chcę byś była moja

want to
Sun rays beaming and we bathing by the pool 
With the bad bitches lurkin' and the bold dudes flirtin'
Hittin' what they can before they gotta

(Nah)
Well that's hella tragic like titanic (Yeah)

Drinking down a glass of gin and tonic (Yeah)
Faded off that California Chronic (Yeah)
When I hit it

hide that I'm stilled by you; meditate
Can't fathom how I never can communicate
Heard you say you've seen better days

I don't know what
You don't know

it's haunted (I mean)
Smoking ghost just like it's chronic (I mean)
Now I got bitches on my dick but they been hoppin I mean
Now all my clothes straight

my illness was fake, a shallow Show
Autistic, honest by design, something you didn't know
ASD, a high Tolerance for Pain, sets your Lies aglow
Every

that really caught my eye
We went to a music camp in Sweden, Maine
He had chronic back problems and always complained
I don't know what instrument he

Killawatt Candy
Written by: Tim Lynch


Candy
Would you be mine
Candy
I gotta find some  (Chorus)
Candy
Would you be mine
Candy
Why can't I find no

Light the chronic
I'm tryna write the Chronic
The point of no return
I'm goin right beyond it
Hyperbolic
Over the top shit
These ain't them

Things turn seasons change
Things age reasons remind
Rest assured
Adonis Chronic always has more to say
Conscience running through a maze
Impulse

trynna keep wasting my time
This acid elevating my mind
I see angels in the sky
I feel like Kurt Cobain
This chronic gon' empty my brain
I banish all my

learnin
Hence the reason that this chronic is burnin
This chronis is burnin
Yea
Don't pretend like my shit you haven't heard it
Eyes never lie
So I look

brain I think it is starting to show
Now the past is just a stain In a world ready to glow

Smoking on the chronic
But I'm watching my faith grow
Bowl

of hatin
Roll em in a dutch, smoke em like its jamaican
Everyday i bake em,  eat em like its bacon

Smoking on that chronic
Bitch Im feelin like a rasta
Drop

Stressing, counting my blessings
Every day been regretting
If there's a heaven, doubt I'll get in
Count the people I let in, on one hand
I been hanging by one

You tasted this magic and fumbled the bag
I be missing you though
I want more than our past
Unsure where you stand
I wanna stand by you
You're