Christopher Lawrence - Dear Dealer

Im taking off on Holiday
Away from stress and strife and pain
You said it all would be ok
I can come back down to Earth one day

But when all the dope is gone
The battles just begun
I use to re up just for fun just keep the orders comin
I'm havin Battles in my sleep i cop from demons often
A qtr gram to kill the sick you kno I accept samples often

You let me hold my burdens with no extras I appreciate ya
You said it's not what I do but how i do it for that I thank ya

Tell me mr woo could I come n cop a dime from you
And do you got some dog? I'll come and buy a pup or 2
I been workin 9-5 you kno I spend most my breaks witchu
See Your always awfully kind and your products plenty fire too

But when all the grams are gone
And my feeling soon return
It's best I let them burn
This vessels sinking at the stern

But I'm bootin up again, speed ballin me and my good friends
We travel hours just to get a fix and turn back again
We on a narrow path the tunnel ends at the tip of syringes
It's Nirvana for my soul Mr Quaker oat I'm back for more grits

I'm Free basing problems away
I can taste this drain for days
This drips a bitter taste but it seems to take pain away

Say Hey dope man can i come n hold a gram or 2
Aye It Ain't no rush but could you just follow through
I spent enough this week I even gave all my rent to you
Don't leave me hanging I sense withdrawals I'm sick with outchu

When all my grams are gone, and my feelings soon return
It's best I let em burn
This vessels sinking at the stern

Written by:
Christopher McMiller

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