Koolaid (feat. Drama) - Kool

Running through the jungle Way back in '78 Here's the story of the people's temple And my great escape Communing with a madman The promise of utopia White nights, suicide drills Shades of things to come He said We're gonna mix it up Add the cyanide Then we'll drink it up You're gonna feel so fine I said Don't drink the Koolaid Don't taste the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher What the preacher says The day of disaster struck The murders did begin His sheep drank it willingly While mothers force fed their kin 33 escaped this hell Some would call it fate That's how I lived to tell the tale About the day he mixed the grape He said We're gonna mix it up Add the cyanide You better drink it up You're gonna get so high Don't drink the Koolaid Don't taste the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher says Don't drink the Koolaid Don't you down the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid Don't believe a word he says Most of the congregation 900 dead Jones found his own way out A bullet to the head Don't drink the Koolaid Don't you taste the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher says Don't drink the Koolaid I won't down the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher What the preacher says

I miss the summer And running to your grandmas house Homeade lemonade was great Or koolaid in the microwave I miss the gardens Blankets and butterflies Corner store ice-cream treats When everything in our sight Was new to our blue eyes Skies lavender, riding in the passenger Roses, bright red, coming home to a massacre Cherry coated lips, when she dip, running after her Switching like the seasons when I'm flipping through my calendar Wet floor sign, never slip I'm the janitor Cleaning up your messes with confessions on the banister Always try to test me, you ain't fooling your examiner And every planet turns, except the one inside your canister I'm a brainiac, scratch that. Maniac Throwback, back when mom was calling me a crazy brat Doing backflips off of anything that looked amazing Now I'm backtracking, wonder why you left me hanging I miss the summer And running to your grandmas house Homeade lemonade was great Or koolaid in the microwave I miss the gardens Blankets and butterflies Corner store ice-cream treats When everything in our sight Was new to our blue eyes Hard to think that she hating me Remember how she fantasized about how she'd be dating me? (yeah) Thought I saw future But she don't see it the same as me Remember when u left And I sat there waiting patiently? And I don't want excuses I just really want the past back. (yeah) Tryna say I love her, then I end up getting laughed at.(aye) You told me that were serious It's obvious I'm hurt Wanna live inside the past But its buried in the dirt I miss the summer...