[intro/verse 1]
 [bad word] to slickville, yeah,
(all my tears start in a wishing well?),
I gave her cocaine and x caps,
but she just wanted heroin and hil,
so I gave myself 2,
cold [bad word] through my veins, and today I don't feel no pain,
I know you don't know my name, but we be going places and we feel the same,
but you don't be leaning like I am, and how I stand, rebel man,
down for whatever man, down for whatever man, rebel man

If I ain't there, tomorrow, just know that I've lived, with sorrow

[Verse 2]
Mary told me that she dying, I said I can't be with you right now but im crying,
O P in her veins, sounds a rain by the window pane,
she feels pains I feel pain, ain't it funny
that she hate sniffing cocaine, wrote a letter to her mother
told her that I love her, never find another and I hate to see her suffer.

Now you know that i've been this close, you know, that i've never had that dose,
you know that we could be alone forever, but you don't take advantage of that
when we together.
now I put the flower on marys grave and a little small baggy
coz she loves fine beige, I love that [bad word]  and she love me too,
she in peace looking down on you.

If I ain't there, tomorrow, just know that I've lived, with sorrow

[outro]
 [bad word] to slickville, all our skys are gray, just watch the children play