Overdose by eMeX Lyrics

(Chorus)
I think I'm 'bout to Overdose...
I'm trying not to Overdose...
One man's vice, another man's pleasure...
Get some liquor and some ice, put 'em both together...
Purple Hearts, you know wassup? One hand, hold your cup...
And if you got a hand free, take one time to throw it up...

(Verse 1- eMeX)
What's my name? I forgot it...
That nigga?! Now I remember
Let me get back on topic...
Hot boy but I flow December...
Summertime when I told the winter, thy are not as cold as I...
High is nowhere close to my supply... I'm fly, I told the sky...
Goodbye... And that's what I told my mind...
Now my heart, post-demise...
These rhymes are the only part alive, I'm not supposed to die...
But try, I swear I told them guys...
Why rappers get totalized...
I tried to tell 'em, I told 'em-
I'm the truth, I couldn't be told a lie...
Besides they said Hip-Hop was dead... And they were right...
But in the mirror, I see its only chance of life...
So question my authority, and I bet you get your answer right...
Bet your life against my mic and you'll meet Mike in that afterlife...
And I'm back, I got my swagger right...
So fly that I could lag a flight...
Don't get high but my pack is tight... And we don't bang with that acting type...
Bullet. Barrel. Bang...
Purple Hearts Gang...
That purple stuff in my cup, with my luck I might not make it back tonight if I...
(Chorus)
...Overdose...
I'm trying not to Overdose...
One man's vice, another man's pleasure...
Get some liquor and some ice, put 'em both together...
Purple Hearts, you know wassup? One hand, hold your cup...
And if you got a hand free, take one time to throw it up...

(Verse 2- eMeX)

Wait, I don't think that they get it...
Hold up, Listen...
If thats good writing, this is good riddance...
Ha... Get it?
See they're talkin' it, but I live it...
Not to mention specifics...
Don't make me snapback, with no fitted...
I promise you, anybody can get it...
I got that slow flow, fast flow...
They sili-cons, I'm a natural...
Every idiom, I spit passional...
Then I get it, gone... Like it's magical...
To be actual, every rap I flow...
Like it's now or never... No back to go...
My mind is gone, it's irrational...
And every beat I get, then I casket those...
And don't worry 'bout what I'm sippin'...
Mind gone & I'm trippin'...
Slow motion, I'm tippin'...
Purple potion, I'm grippin'...
Gotta cup full of blurred vision...
Words slurred and I'm whippin'...
Seat back... And I'm dippin'...
In the fast lane, but I'm livin'...
(Hold up)
Spitting it sicker than ever before...
Atilla the Hun with an ill-er decor...
I'm killin it, tell 'em you witnessed raw...
Trilla the better, I'm ready for war...
If you ready, I'm hoping your will is in store...
They're in their feelings already informed...
Tellin' me get em, I did it before...
And I'm sippin' this liquor to weather the storm...
(Chorus)
I think I'm 'bout to Overdose...
I'm trying not to Overdose...
One man's vice, another man's pleasure...
Get some liquor and some ice, put 'em both together...
Purple Hearts, you know wassup? One hand, hold your cup...
And if you got a hand free, take one time to throw it up...