Body And Soul lyrics

Artist  : Oftb 
Song : Body And Soul



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														   Intro:  

 (inhaling) My last time gettin' high  

  

 Verse 1:  

 Fallin' in love ain't no joke  

 Some praise dope like the Catholic praise the
pope  

 I'm looking at my life thrugh the hour glass 


 How much longer in this world will I last  

 Boostin' basein' one of the cops chasin'  

 Big time I be facin' in need of a vacation  

 Got hooked in a year  never kicked the habit 


 First day on the streets i still had to have it
(body and soul)  

 Back on the scene a full fleded fiend  

 Pull a scheme and get high by all means  

 A quarter spoon a day is my medicene  

 I ain't never had a high that was better than 


 When I'm nodding drifting in my own zone  

 I wanna be left all alone  

 Some front like they high, but they ain't high 


 The ultimate high is when you die  

  

 Hook:  

 Please tell me why. I'm hooked on this dope. 


 It's got me feeling out of control  

 I can't deny (no no) that I need help  

 It's taking over my body and soul body and soul 


  

 Verse 2:  

 Being addicted to this dope makes me wonder  

 Will it be another dose that'll take me under 


 Or another dope fiend with the same habit  

 Puttin' a knife in my back like a street savage 


 And the road that I travel is a dark route  

 From one stop to another then the jail house 


 It seems that I'm waiting on my day to pass  

 Methodul is what I'm on no I can't last (body
and soul)  

 As I withdraw dripped with sweat to make it
through the night  

 But trying to kick this freakin' habit is a
strong fight  

 I seen my girl overdose it's been 3 days  

 Impuleses convulses send me in a daze  

 I can hear 2Pac tellin' me to be strong  

 But my nigga got stoned and left us out here
alone  

 I know I gots to quit before my future unfolds 


 This shit got the best of my body and soul  

  

 Hook  

  

 "Picture your dreams on a triple beam"  

 "Don't underestimate the power of the bitches" 


  

 Verse 3:  

 I'm lost and turned out, do anything for a fix 


 Dying slow and can't seem to kick the habit  

 Shot up so much dope I can't fing a good vein 


 But when I ain't high my whole bodys in pain 


 So everyday I'm searching for that dogs food 


 A lost sould in the ghetto like a whirlpool  

 In a shack with 5 other dope fiends  

 Who got tracks damn near lower than a Soul Train
 

 And it's a shame cause all it took was one hit 


 Straight to the vein now they got a nigga losin'
it  

 A true hustler having money turned junky  

 I wanna stop but they say I can't shake the
monkey  

 Off my back, I even tried to go cold turkey  

 But all it did was make me fiend more and
mentally hurt me  

 Quickly running out of time I got to watch the
clock  

 So on McDownly Street caught up in Gridlock'd 


  

 Hook (x2