Pillmatic Lyrics - The Papercut Chronicles - Gym Class Heroes

Pillmatic, three xanies down, I'm poundin' honey browns 

I'm pillmatic, the oxycontin got my stomach rotten 

Pillmatic, I swear to God I'm not an addict 

But I'm still at it, dag nabbit, I'm pillmatic 

Thinking back on when it all started 

I found pink hearts in mommy's little pocket book and took 'em 

Poppin' when she wasn't looking, I guess it runs in the family 

I'm liable to eat any pill you randomly hand me 

Save the greenery, I'm looking for them labels 

Reading, may cause drowsiness 

Be careful when operating machinery 

Beautiful pharmaceuticals, residue in my cuticles 

Sniffin' them when it's suitable, wishin' they made 'em chewable 

Catch me in the source with five pills next to my name 

Like fuck five mics I want five vic fame 

If killing pain is the name of the game 

Then I'm your number one draft pick 

Dash quick to the closest medicine cabinet 

Kill the whole bottle 

Never played the role model position I'm just livin' 

So take 2 of these and call me in the morning 

I'ma take 4 and finish this 40 cause life's boring and I'm 

Pillmatic, three xanies down, I'm poundin' honey browns 

I'm pillmatic, the oxycontin got my stomach rotten 

Pillmatic, I swear to God I'm not an addict 

But I'm still at it, dag nabbit, I'm pillmatic 

Keep the hydro unless it's codone behind it 

Never have to roam far from home to find it 

Writin' fake scripts like my doctor signed it 

Till I spelled his last name wrong 

This ain't a song for the kids like the last album 

Put 'em to bed go ahead and turn the valium up 

A couple meds to ease the pain of the papercuts 

The doctor says slow down maybe later buts 

40 milligrams, a 40 and I'm faded 

This world is crazy so I stay medicated 

Percocet, Ativan and Colonapin 

When my social lights are out 

They turn them on again 

I need 'em till I'm bored again 

Oxycontin, orange juice and gin 

Equals projectile wild style burner on a porcelain 

Pillmatic, three xanies down, I'm poundin' honey browns 

I'm pillmatic, the oxycontin got my stomach rotten 

Pillmatic, I swear to God I'm not an addict 

But I'm still at it, dag nabbit, I'm pillmatic