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Under the Influence
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My weed anthem
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The Madd Hatter hails from Palm City, Florida. He entered the rap game in 2003, at age 15. Over the years, the Madd Hatter has polished his vocab, flow, and de
I didn't grow up in the ghetto and I've never shot anyone. I'm not out to prove anything - it's just me doing me. Born in DC, raised in FL, living in NY.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • New School
Charts
#1,897 in subgenre Peak #24
Charts
Peak #226
Author
E. Gorodetsky / Madd Hatter
Rights
2013
Uploaded
March 14, 2014
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MP3 3.9 MB • 160 kbps • 3:26
Story behind the song
Just a song I wrote while under the influence to describe how I feel while under the influence.
Lyrics
Hook I hit the studio, drop a jewel, hopin' it pay Getting high watching time fly with (Hatter Swagger) High watching time fly, (Hatter Swagger) High watching time fly Verse: Chilling 'round in the lounge Girls on me, gettin' down to sounds I found In the Velvet Underground Verbally serving, virgin bottles of herbal tea To certain Persian models eternally reserved for me (Works for me) By my side, when I'm high it's already mine Open your eyes (Eyes) This is a Madd Hatter Emergency Update Beddy Bye Bye to prime time I'm f*** ing sh** up late (Oh yeah?) F*** ing baked like a cupcake Give me a, pen and one page One mic and one stage (Uh huh) J's in both hands passed from both ways as I blow haze If Warhol was bananas, I'm a gorilla with no cage And I ain't going home 'til I show my O-Face (Ohh) Dimly lit, but the place is familiar like a clitoris And the haze in my face makes me wanna take a whiff of this F*** that, I'ma take a f*** in' hit of this Hook Verse: The happy days take us in I'ma become famous when my tape is in. I hit the juke like Fonzie, I don't even have to name a spin (Ayy!) Aimless in my same pursuit of dames and games they play while blazing You're the bran and I'm the raisin Interpretation: You're so bland, I'm f*** ing baking I can 'cause there's no fazing a man who's so amazing A man who's only chasin' his dream and doesn't give a Damn whether he makes it Yeah, I'm happy where I am getting wasted Crisp taste of Jameson sits on my lips How many sips of this booze before you lose consciousness? Don't need an optemetrist to tell me I'm high I'm a greedy motherf*** er chasing the sky until it's mine Like a heroin addict getting his fix on Future LP in your attic 'cause my legacy lives on I'm so gone Hook Verse: Wake up, face up, next to a chick naked from the waist up Her rack between a B and an A cup So wasted, but I'm thinking I was laced up The kind of sh** where everything sounds best with the bass up And memory lapses are filled in with pay stubs It's not that serious; no need to be abrasive Evasive, 'cause I'm so on to the next one Caught on perfection's direction Hook And the beat don't stop 'til the weed run out And the weed don't stop til the beat run out
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