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Long ago I quit trying to be the engineer
Ain't got the spirit nor the sway
Just sit in the bar dodgin bullets flyin' by
While sharp dressed women look

Welcome to the Shoota House 
Junkies running in and out
Bitches running in and out
All we do is fuck and trap
Welcome to the Shoota House
AK's coming

Twenty thousand dollars worth of drugs up in the scat
Fentanyl up in the air got the junkies coming back
Either go and flip a pack or bring

sleep trap repeat
Early early Early early
Junkies be knocking
While I'm yawning
Tell me have you woke up
Flushed pack off by the morning
Doing push-ups

sleep trap repeat
Early early Early early
Junkies be knocking
While I'm yawning
Tell me have you woke up
Flushed pack off by the morning.
Doing push-ups

12 gages

I'm the trunk and my junky junt
With that single action pump
Bitch, I'm crunk, then a motherfucker, tryna hurt a busta
Pillmanize his ass,

nigga (run it up)
Served up them junkies
Gave em water
I'm a paid nigga, (I'm paid)
When you doin dirt
You gotta take that to that grave witcha (take it

ballin out 
We dragging niggas by they legs ain’t no stalling out. 
Asf
Remember I was broke  I ain’t sit & pout 
Got off my ass to a bag and a different

This song is not racist, by the way
Just wait and see
J.P
Lately they been wildin'
I been on a island
Ask me why I'm smilin'
Cause this money pilin'

One in the top, you ain't gotta ask that
I be where the cash at
I be where the gang at
Somewhere getting cash
Somewhere with the gang
Junkies buy

On that back road, chillin' with them junkies If you ain't dishin' out love, you ain't
Gettin' nothin' from me ever since I had a name, all they do

strong
Forever young but grown
Run to the money I'm gone
By any means if it's right or wrong

Clouds cover the skies on the Northside
City lights hit

He ain't really trapping ask him where the pack he ain't really serving junkies
He ain't active he don't even keep a ratchet let's troll the nigga in

Serve the junkies in LA
Had to fly out to the country just to check on my new place
I was smoking this bitch out and started trippin in my ways

Make you want crash out and go do something 

Nowshe got me hook, I'm a motherfucking junky 
Shooting out my heart, Mane I guess the bitch dumping

Just like junkies on my sack
Whatever drug u need I have
I’ll feed addictions with this rap
There’s just something bout the cash
Blow it all then run it

shivering all around (around)
I just bought a lot of tree like a hundred pounds (hundred pounds)
Smoke it all by myself like a junky now (junky now)
Got me

No Xmas for John Quays

The Fall

Fall in a Hole

1983

can't reach
There is no Christmas for junky

He thinks he is
More interesting
Than the world
But buying cigs
Puts him in a whirl

A packet

That boy be off the shit, he say get them drugs for low
Where them junkies at, I met that
boy right by the Texaco right by the store
If it's problems

Tha Bombudd

DJ Quik

Quik Is the Name

1991

the Bombudd, Shabby smoke it too
N-O-E him smoke the bud says ameena too
Me like it in de cubby cus it make feel iree
Me take it anytime, cus me bud junky

No Xmas for John Quays

The Fall

Totale's Turns (It's Now or Never)

1980

you find they can't reach you
There is no Christmas for junky
He thinks he is

More interesting
Than the world
Ah but five fags
Puts him in

I used to serve by my grandma's house (yeah)
I left some birds by my grandma's house (hah, brrt)
You knockin' at the door, but no, I can't come out

are full of junkies where they all forgot their names
Where a prophet and a bible try to start a war again
Anything you say can and will be used against

If we placing bets I’m going all in
When the phone ring it’s money calling
I could lose it all tonight to be honest
Hit a lick and get it back by