Lost Count from Light Born by C. Ray

LOST COUNT

Shots all in my system, lost count but I'm feelin good, smoke all in my vision, got these hoes hoping these niggas would, blacked out when I'm faded, bottoms up wit no chase I'm gone, vow to stop but i break it, lost count but I made it home/ losing fights with that demon, lost count still feel good, I'm addicted I've got my reasons, try to quit don't I wish I could, with a pill I feel I'm upgraded, lost count but I'm bullet proof, know that ain’t me and I hate it, lose count then I break the rules/
I lost count, I lost count, all the way up/
Think I lost count, I’m logged out, hope I wake up/ Think I lost count/
(was anybody watching me how many did I take, think I might've said too much of what I know I shouldn't say, blaming everybody else and I'm the one that's in the way, was anybody watching me how many did I take)/

My name is chuck and I drink, that's the shit that I'm good at, don't give fuck what y'all think I’ll get and drunk and Hump on your hood rat, in those guts as rough as I could act, hoe no bluffin bust and don't look back, find me rollin blunts with my wolf pack, I be load drunk but don't look that/ call me Ray Al Ghul and I'm scheming, still got my soul but it's sleepin, feels good I suppose I'll keep dreaming, she come out them clothes to get semen, got me drinking now with no reason, no coke so how my nose bleeding, blacking out the whole evening, hope I don't get found with no breathing/ I’m so profound and so heathen once I let that liquor run through me, you know he's gone when you see him over confident and unruly, shit you think that they can out do me? On one but off of my rocker, everyday I drink to get loopy plus be super numb from my doctors/ Hennessy in my system, put my keys in ignition, pull off deep with intention, to put my beef in these bitches, then I go home to see Mrs., light that weed and I’m swerving, in the pursuit of that good time cross that center line and it’s curtains had them/

My name is chuck and I drink, fell off deep in them pills too, just one or two and then three, fuck guns kill your people they will too, still who in the queue in that clinic, someone injured you and that did it, once they tend to you for that visit, take your ends and send back lifted/ all sober shit ya can’t miss it when your whole click is addicted, from take just a pinch and don’t risk it, straight to fuck it sniff the whole biscuit, shit it’s nothin homie quit bitchin til they slain ass on the carpet, she ain’t came back from that hard hit, had that pain patch in her armpit/ target you the youth it’s all through the roof, if you knew the truth that they know, make super loot, but don’t loosen noose, and make use of who can pay more, they use the juice and then lose the proof, ya seduced approve the say so, say truth recruit the faithful, not lucid you should lay low/ fuck it gimme one or two, one in purple one in blue, it’s what is coming to, plus if hurt it’s not abuse, tramedol and codeine I’ma pop three, and a morphine and an oxy, I’ll absorb these it’ll stop the, sore me better not drink, but I need them/

• Hip-Hop
• Rap
• Pasco