Long Beach Dub Allstars Talkin' the Truth Lyrics

We're gonna tell you what the drugs can do
They'll f___ you right up in a minute or two
If you keep your talk you'll be finished and through
Opie Ras and Pauly always talkin' the truth
We're gonna tell you what the drugs can do
They'll f___ you right up in a minute or two
If you keep your talk you'll be finished and through
Opie Ras and Pauly always talkin' the truth

Let me see your body scream
Boy what a shill
You are f___ed up
Man your laugh fire here
Two weeks in the rooya
The way this thing blow
Sing so bad
This man a rica let me know
Man with that one
Drugs got your heart
The herb got your soul
And more further to your heart
Down at the p___ shop
Scrae-in and a-scroungin
And if that tweak in your heart start poundin'
Cra et moit and a small paper mountain

Life is a time when you should be asleep
Not walkin' around and tweakin on the street
You look downtown you know what i mean
You see them strange people and that strange speed
We no pirate, we no bad man
One thing i know, the tweak'll make ya sad
Stick with your accents and you'll end up in rehab

We're gonna tell you what the drugs can do
They'll f___ you right up in a minute or two
If you keep your talk you'll be finished and through
Opie Ras and Pauly always talkin' the truth

Yo and my legs hurt
And my small tweak
Down fast we did it
And we'll make a profit
We stick femeak in us
And we sticks and we spit
Tell me we're gonna end up
Like a dummy on the street
We see it every day
It's in our midfest
A whole generation
Lost without a trace
Catenda classic
Oh what a waste
Oh man segada
Pity, not a sies

We're gonna tell you what the drugs can do
They'll f___ you right up in a minute or two
If you keep your talk you'll be finished and through
Opie Ras and Pauly always talkin' the truth

Dem collect bottles
Dem collect john
Never tell anything
Is gettin out of hand
Never live, no death
No laugh in the party
Put em in detention
Or you're down there with your mommy
You think its pretty hooda
You tell them to chew dem
f___ with the speed
And you never did surrender

Lips on the part
Of banas
Starin' at a ninjin
Wake up outside

Then i stop to pick up on my VCR
Twenty pockets worn cuz im tweakin so hard
Pullin out my hair
Pickin at my skin
Lose a couple teeth, but I'm not trippin'
Just when i thought i was headed again
Wake up in the rehab with big tens
Didn't even see that i was slippin' (slippin')
Is it in the bak yard wrenchin' (wrenchin')
Mixin' even though I'm on heroin
I want a big bag and I'll just smoke it
Opie: Hey Ras let's get to the weed man
Ras: I ain't trippin Opie, Got some weed Pauly?
Pauly: Brooklyn's best kid

We're gonna tell you what them drugs can do
They'll f___ you right up in a minute or two
If you keep your talk you'll be finished and through
Opie Ras and Pauly always talkin' the truth
We're gotta tell you what the drugs can do
They'll f___ you right up in a minute or two
If you keep your talk you'll be finished and through
Opie Ras and Pauly always talkin' the truth

You know dat
Venus a la ganga
Dat jambaro