GRIP - Woozy
In New Bedford at the Mob Justice record release
GGGRRRIIIIIPPPPPPP
We’re so drugged. Can’t walk, can’t talk, so fucked up.
Booze. Broads. Drugs. Fun.
Chuggin’ whiskey, tabs on my tongue. Man I hope this trip’s almost done.
Nose in the blow, face feels froze. Never sleep cause I keep poppin’ NoDoz.
