Grams - Gabe 'Nandez

Twelve grams in my pocket

Got me held back, got me held hostage

In the spaceship but not in the cockpit

Yo I’m sick and I don’t know how to stop it

Twelve grams in my system

Got me like a slave, got me like a victim

Got me in the cage, got me in the prison

Got me locked away, got me moving different

Can’t stand on me

Woozy, sitting by the cab stand hungry

Feeling like the black hand haunt me

Use me, walk down the wrong path calmly

I had about twelve grams on me

Weight feeling like it’s Claude Van Damme on me

Fucked up feeling like I got ants on me

Drugs in my bloodstream got it’s fangs on me

I did a grand slam hit and fell down the center where you can’t hang shit

I’m in a trance can’t think

I’m slipping, I’m falling I can’t get a grip

Twelve grams in my pocket

Got me held back, got me held hostage

Twelve grams in my system

Got me like a slave, got me like a victim

Out of touch, out of place

And out of luck looking up above for some grace

Out of touch, out of place

Out of love, out of trust, outer space

Counting the days, since I been out of the daze

Out of the haze, powder and bottles of grey

Follow the maze, chase the dragon in the cage

Swallow the chains, how many grams in a day

Twelve grams in my pocket

Got me held back, got me held hostage

Twelve grams in my system

Got me like a slave, got me like a victim

Turn the whole sky black from a new pass-time to a habit

Watch the whole sky crack as the holes lie flat in my fabric

That’s just the life of an addict

Stand on that block, I gots to have it

Seen with the dopeboys who got the ish

Fiends by the trap, trapped, looking for the fix