G Milla
Текст песни DMT

Superhero turned on gasoline on your children
Have them screaming on the phone asking for a million
Back when the streets was home sucks with acid pillions
I was with them other guys selling ganja demons
Thought about many reason
Thought about dying even
Could superman commit suicide?
I couldn't decide dead or alive
It wouldn't make a difference
Would you pay attention
Or is that too expensive
Selling coke...thought about consequences
My conscious was connected until I got a thought
With a couple kids that caught the cop searching
Fr the cop mystic divine intervention
And in that moment I knew that I was chosen for a message

They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT

Laying back to the pool where I've see the bright life
Slowly dying but soon losing air like..
Slowly blinding my view
Victimizing is cool
Acting a fool but it's all cool
It was back in 02 I almost drowned in a pool
I was like 12 in this year but
I'll never forget it
When you almost die
Then you know life
DMT DMT
Yeah!

They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT
They call it DMT