No tricks
Up my sleeve
I kicked the downs
And now I'm clean
No shakes
Up my spine
I beat the speed and I
Dumped the wine

No tracks
That was yesterday
I changed my style
The way I play
(Don't you believe it)
No blues
No depression
No more panic
Or obsession

Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door

... this kid's straight
And put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
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