I Gotta Fix by El Sancho (ontario) Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I got a habit that I can't seem to roundhouse
Been leaning into ever since I found out
It had a high rate of relapse; the only way I'll get on my knees
And beg for release is if I get kneecapped
Can't stop, won't stop and I ain't even trying to
First-timers tell me "I wish I could get as high as you"
I was once them, then I said that's it
But you know you're really only as good as the last hit
As I built up expertise, taught myself the recipe
A curiosity transformed to a necessity
Especially when times are tough and I'm feeling low
I just reach for my medicine and it's like "here we go"
You ain't always gotta go it alone to get stoned
But it's most satisfying to cook it up your own
Or get others to pitch and form a deadlier mix
Whatever the case, I know this - I gotta fix
(Chorus - x2)
I gotta have it, I'm going insane
I'm hooked on a feeling I can't really explain
It's all that I need, whether I'm up or down
Just gimme the mic, I gotta fix right now
(Verse 2)
It started from a young age, I couldn't wait and see
No money of my own so the first taste was free
I wasn't fully ignorant, I knew little bits of
All the lingo, but I'd mostly heard rumors and whispers
And of course propaganda always stays sort of busy
Then I had my first dose, imported from Motor City
And the feeling smacked me in the face like Rick James
Since then, I've been chasing a dragon that spits flames
But it wasn't quite enough for my inquisitive mind
So I just had to try every little bit I could find
Made in Brooklyn, the Bronx, Cali, Atlanta or Queens
And even all in between there were many thriving scenes
But I couldn't believe I'd find one in my own town
When you got a good thing going, that's how it goes down
When they feel it all around from the city to the sticks
And I'm right there with 'em, cause yo - I gotta fix
(Chorus - x2)
(Verse 3)
Now I'm in the final stages of addiction's throes
Not the beginner lever, only the official know
How did I get here? It was just natural evolution
Now it's hopeless, there's no cure at any institution
Cold turkey left me like a lighter fresh out of fire
So I had to move up from a buyer to a supplier
And it's tiring at times but it's worth the rush
I love the way the latest batch always works 'em up
Into a manic frenzy, at times I envy their spirit
Lesser pushers try to push but I ain't trying to hear it
Tomorrow they could all make a sudden disappearance
But as long as I'm around, y'all can carry on fearless
Nowadays what I'm after is a whole other high
And with so many folks jonesing, it's no wonder why
But I'm still a student mastering the trade and its tricks
And now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta fix
(Chorus to fade)
I got a habit that I can't seem to roundhouse
Been leaning into ever since I found out
It had a high rate of relapse; the only way I'll get on my knees
And beg for release is if I get kneecapped
Can't stop, won't stop and I ain't even trying to
First-timers tell me "I wish I could get as high as you"
I was once them, then I said that's it
But you know you're really only as good as the last hit
As I built up expertise, taught myself the recipe
A curiosity transformed to a necessity
Especially when times are tough and I'm feeling low
I just reach for my medicine and it's like "here we go"
You ain't always gotta go it alone to get stoned
But it's most satisfying to cook it up your own
Or get others to pitch and form a deadlier mix
Whatever the case, I know this - I gotta fix
(Chorus - x2)
I gotta have it, I'm going insane
I'm hooked on a feeling I can't really explain
It's all that I need, whether I'm up or down
Just gimme the mic, I gotta fix right now
(Verse 2)
It started from a young age, I couldn't wait and see
No money of my own so the first taste was free
I wasn't fully ignorant, I knew little bits of
All the lingo, but I'd mostly heard rumors and whispers
And of course propaganda always stays sort of busy
Then I had my first dose, imported from Motor City
And the feeling smacked me in the face like Rick James
Since then, I've been chasing a dragon that spits flames
But it wasn't quite enough for my inquisitive mind
So I just had to try every little bit I could find
Made in Brooklyn, the Bronx, Cali, Atlanta or Queens
And even all in between there were many thriving scenes
But I couldn't believe I'd find one in my own town
When you got a good thing going, that's how it goes down
When they feel it all around from the city to the sticks
And I'm right there with 'em, cause yo - I gotta fix
(Chorus - x2)
(Verse 3)
Now I'm in the final stages of addiction's throes
Not the beginner lever, only the official know
How did I get here? It was just natural evolution
Now it's hopeless, there's no cure at any institution
Cold turkey left me like a lighter fresh out of fire
So I had to move up from a buyer to a supplier
And it's tiring at times but it's worth the rush
I love the way the latest batch always works 'em up
Into a manic frenzy, at times I envy their spirit
Lesser pushers try to push but I ain't trying to hear it
Tomorrow they could all make a sudden disappearance
But as long as I'm around, y'all can carry on fearless
Nowadays what I'm after is a whole other high
And with so many folks jonesing, it's no wonder why
But I'm still a student mastering the trade and its tricks
And now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta fix
(Chorus to fade)