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MACKLEMORE : Otherside lyrics

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MACKLEMORE lyrics : "Otherside"

He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on
He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?
That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?

And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard
Yup yup five a bone
When he passed him that styrofoam

The easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before
Finally got to see what all the hype was on
And then he took a sip, sittin' in the lincoln

Thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to the system
Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base
Not the kind of hit from the kick drum

Hot box, let the base bump
Take it to the face, gulp
Months later the use went up

Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff
But [email protected]%& he loved that feelin'
Purple rain coated in the throat

Just so healin'
Medicine alleviate the sickness
Liquid affix and it comes with a cost

Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'
Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him
Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows

Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it
Didn't even think he had a problem
Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous

Room spinnin'
Thinkin' he might of sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup
His eyelids closed shut

Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup
Girlfriend came and a couple hours later
Said his name shook him but he never got up

He never got up, he never got up
We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us

It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us
Nah, it won't be us

Now he just wanted to act like them
He just wanted to rap like him
Us as rappers underestimate the power

And the effects that we have on these kids
Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds
The fact of it is most people that rap like this

Talkin' about some %#@! they haven't lived
Surprise, you know the drill
Trapped in a box, declined record sales

Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells
So we try to sound like someone else
This is not Californication

There's no way to glorify this pavement
Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day
Will leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant

Despite how Lil Wayne lives
It's not conducive to being creative
And I know 'cause he's my favorite

And I know 'cause I was off that same mix
Rationalize the %#@! that I'd try after I listen to dedication
But he's an alien, I'd sip that %#@!, pass out or play Playstation

Months later I'm in the same place
No music made, feeling like a failure
And trust me it's not dope

To be 25 and move back to your parent's [email protected]&(t
I've seen my people's dreams die
I've seen what they can be denied

And "weeds not a drug" - that's denial
Groundhog Day life repeat each time
I've seen oxycontin take three lives

I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes
I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside
Cheatin' and lyin'

Friendship cease, no peace in the mind
Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside
Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere

Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying
That rush, that drug, that dope
Those pills, that crumb, that roach
Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug
And growing up nobody ever does

Until your stuck,
Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become
Swore I was goin' to be someone
And growing up everyone always does
We sell our dreams and our potential

To escape through that buzz
Just keep me up, keep me up
Hollywood here we come

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