Skip to content

There was a fire

Dr. Houdini
Popularity ยท Low

Listen

YouTube

0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced

Lyrics

Used to have them suicidal thoughts while walking down the street Wishing that I had that 20 standing at my fucking feet With the barrel in my teeth, don't think twice, then I'll squeeze If you can't imagine, I can show you what I really mean Whisper to myself, look at what I did to me Shrooms, and LSD, Peyote, Dimethyltryptamine These are the drugs I love to handle this you'll need a glove Can't forget about the weed, the only thing I'll ever need Wait, hold up, need to hit my green, might fuck around, rupture my spleen Death won't leave me alone, he keep on calling my phone He be fuckin' with my dome, should I answer, should I go Houdini come with me I got a shelf full of blades just to slit my wrist Difference between a gun and a blade is you can't miss On your grave I piss, listen to it hiss Approach from the back, leave 'em lying in the mist Art, guns, money, drugs, hoes, blow, smokin' dro Lot of funky shit going on but you don't know Smoke about a hunnid blunts and that's how I fucking cope Bitch I hope you fuckin' choke, swear this ain't no fuckin' joke I'ma go and take a toke, do it till I fuckin' croak Got some hope, got some dope, got my neck up in a rope Will I make it? I don't know, I just wanna fuckin' blow Will people come to my shows? Got my wife, I don't fuck with hoes Fire in my soul and it started in my heart When does this end and when did it start Writing rhymes on notebook paper in the back of the car Now I type this shit up and it goes so fucking hard One of my two phones ringin', I had to answer it Satan called, he heard my songs, he said he'd dance to it Used to have a bank account and then I cancelled it Chewed the beat I spit it out and then I pampered it You can read my lines like a laser and some dust Gotta switch my flow up, you know that's a must My name could be a campaign, in Doc H we trust All these thoughts in my head, I think it's finna bust Houdini come with me, but I'm not ready to leave You could see some shit that you have never seen But what could that be? Come with me and you will see You could have anything you want just for a fee Your soul, be sold, won't you give it to me I can help you become whatever you want to be