Lyrics
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Don’t ask me why they messin with my high
Taking up my time, fucking with my mind
Here’s a lil story that I like to tell about all them tweakers how
We know so well, up for five days, running their main eye glaze
Now a days seems everybody knows one
Some dumb, fun, some sucked up like a skeleton tweaked out, freaked
Out, paranoid schizo. All ways on the go in the sack cause they were normal
Not that long ago. YEAH things change,
they polluted their brains with recreational use of full blown things.
Snorting, & smoking, & shooting it up
However they can get it, they don’t give a fuck
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Don’t ask me why they messin with my high
Taking up my time, fucking with my mind
But Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Hey tweakers leave that shit alone
Its 3a. m they hanging at Wal*Mart looking for something to take apart
There obessed with saudering guns & turmal tools but when your tweaked
Out I guess there ain’t no rules looking like a super chicken straight scrappin,
buzz killers, shit stealers one time beef grinders, counter re-winders to who
all need sleep now,
the human body wasn’t meant to stay up for two weeks (alright) YEAH
Talk to a cricket they got it all together whatever you can do,
they can do but better Cause you energy is weary I know your listening but can
you hear me?
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Don’t ask me why they messin with my high
Taking up my time, fucking with my mind
But Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Hey tweakers leave that shit alone
Hey Mr. tweaker you think your slick you broke into my house stole my shit,
your about to die because of a drug.
Imma put it in your coolo and I’m really slug
There they go again
And their at it again
And their at it again
& their at it again
There they go again
And their at it again
And their at it again
& their at it again
Now Joe was a tweaker that I once new he had a friend named Mike that was a
tweaker too,
I guess you could say they were a tweaker crew.
Joe had a wife who was sweet & innocent but became a tweaker too and
Viola a tweaker residence, Joe had a bother he invited to stay
he wasn’t a tweaker but ended up that way, now Joe had a small business but
whoever
Works for him would soon witness how fucked up speed makes you become.
They all tried to quit but the damage was done you ask if I got sympathy Yeah
Right
I got NONE
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Don’t ask me why they messin with my high
Taking up my time, fucking with my mind
But Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Everywhere I go there tweakers there
Hey tweakers leave that shit alone
Customer needs assistance in the Uh…
Automotive department
Yeah
Hes a tweaker