Redrum Lyrics - Wes On Acid

[Intro] 

Cookin' up Gil-Scott Heron blunts to the masses 

Radioactive 

Leave my thoughts wrapped here in this plastic 

Wrapped here in plastic 

My body may be buried in 

Inside a casket 

This acid is turning my mental case into a basket 

I Can't move past it [3x] 

It's taking over me this Vegas 

This Vegas on acid 

[Verse 1] 

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And I'm gon' straight smash it 

On my Lac shit 

I'm out of my mind yeah 

I'm out of my mind and I am 

I am straight bat shit 

And this industry gon' fuck with me cause fuck it I'm the missing link 

I'm Wes on Acid 

And these bitches want to fuck with me ain't even got to buy a drink 

Hope I ain't flaccid 

I almost trashed it [2x] 

Are you hearing me? 

This Vegas on Acid[2x] 

Y'all ain't hearing me 

I almost trashed it [2x] 

Are you hearing me? 

This Vegas on Acid [3x] 

[Hook] 

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Vegas on Acid shit you can't stop the shit 

Yup! [8x] 

I'm gone 

[Verse 2] 

I don't beez in the trap boy I beez with the steez 

Drippin' sauce so hard man it looks like i sneezed 

In the cut so fresh they don't know what is these 

Got 'em askin whose the best All T.I.M.E.? 

But really, I said I've never seen an Atheist gravel to a godly man 

You feel me? 

But I've seen a godly man gravel to the ghost of a non-existant pimp hand 

Boy we grippin' 

Stop trippin' 

Stop slippin' 

We pimpin' on this shit 

But I never strive to be on your shit 

I'm dope shit 

You ain't wrote shit 

This is muthafuckin' Vegas' last hope shit 

[Verse 3] 

There is no God to me 

And I didn't get a chance to right my wrongs 

I laid in sheets made of linen 

Had intubation down my lungs 

My soul hovered over yours 

My soul was there to write this song 

You slept for days in pain 

I suffered 

You cried tears when I was gone 

You loved my mind although it left me 

You loved my spirit 

Things went wrong 

I'm sorry for this pain I gave you 

I'm sorry for leaving you alone 

I'm sorry I can't help the madness 

I prayed for help 

I'm just a pawn 

There is no God to me I know it 

I left this life 

Your heart is torn 

[Hook] 

[outro] 

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