Allison James - Slaine, Stoupe

Wake up

Wake up motherfucker

(Strobe light effect everything movin' slow)

I woke up afternoon with my jeans and my jacket on

Empty bottles everywhere, Jameson and Jack is gone

Ashes on the futon, roaches in the ashtray

Cocaine residue stickin' to a glass plate

Eyes on fire, head bumpin' like a bass kick

Last night’s a blur let’s ensure I was wasted

But what I do last night?

Where was I last night?

A kid from Miami round 5 on a fast flight

Hopped in a cab to the lab laid a rhyme

Met my peoples at the bars for some drinks, eight or nine

I was blunted when I came, puffin' marijuana blends

Caught up with some corner friends

They fucked me out my mind, I mean they must’ve no doubt

Cause I’m on the couch with a night I know nothin' about

I’m a villain in the night when I’m spillin' my drinks

Until I piece it back together and I fill in the blanks

(I'm sick demented, I came to represent it)

(Drugs got my brains fried makin' it hard to think)

(Strobe light effect everything movin' slow)

(I keep livin' like this I might lose it)

My anxiety was awful, kept me feelin' hostile

I stopped pacin', my heart racin', a flarin' nostril

I remember a girl who was wearin' some Aeropostale

A lost soul, I think she had me caught in a lasso

All day a sucker for love, I’m such an asshole

Drink on and drugs kick in, it’s only natural

Mixed up like Donnie Soprano and Tony Brasco

Dick suckin', crazy ass hoes, it ain’t a hassle

This is how I was thinkin' 'bout the bitches and the drinkin'

I figured the blinds open has us blinkin' on a Lincoln

My man was walkin' toward my stoop my fuckin' heart sinkin'

Bangin' on my door, something smelled fishy I stopped drinkin'

Pulled me aside his eyes are clouded with tears he can’t see

He said, «Allison is dead.»

Oh my God it can’t be

The pain written on his face he didn’t have to talk it

My address was on a script bottle in her pocket

Yes I’m a man who’s been filled with malice and shame

Between dreams and reality I balance and hang

Dare we say that I’m pissin' away my talents and thangs

And what could I have done to save Allison James?

?

know me, I was sniffin' coke till the nose bleed

She was eatin' Xany’s, shootin' dope until she O. D'd

I took her to the hospital, left her for the doctor

And the nurses probably looked after her, watchin' her

I like to make the details up as I go along

And think I did the right thing even though I know I’m wrong

But I don’t know what all this does, push me to the wall

I had another in my cell the smell of pussy on my balls

(She died)

I didn’t even know who she was

Maybe she was just a whore who’d only blow me for drugs

Maybe I was just in love on that day in September shit

Maybe it’s a fantasy, maybe I remember it