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One, two, one two ready and

All the way from China
Over the Pacific
It’s the atom bomb of drugs
Boy, is she terrific
Precursor’s shipped to Mexico
They mix ’em in a lab
Press ’em into pills and ship ’em up to Uncle Sam

She’s fentanyl, the wonder
Fentanyl’s her name
The profit margin’s high
And your life’s a stupid game

So buy the ticket, take the ride
Chances are, you’ll get high
It’ll be pretty quick
You won’t know what hit
Keep the Narcan close in case you get sick
If you’re poor, they say you OD’d
If you’re rich, they say they poisoned it
She’s fentanyl, be sympathetic
She ain’t heavy, she’s just synthetic

A hundred and ten thousand dead last year
Makes Johnson Johnson oxys look like little beers
Send dough to the enforcement, they build another jail
Give money to a hammer, they’re gonna buy a nail
Tell the folks to quit
Well, of course
Like they haven’t thought of that
How ’bout cuttin’ off the source?
Ain’t it kind of obvious?
So when the drugs attack
More people dead now than Vietnam through Iraq

She’s fentanyl, the wonder
Beijing bullshit powder
It kills your sons and daughters
Takin’ more by the hour

Politicize it, pick a side
While some more OD and die
But if you think you’re safe ’cause you never smoke
‘Cause you don’t snort coke, and you don’t shoot dope
Doesn’t mean that somebody you love won’t
But don’t worry, it’s just fentanyl
She’d only kill a criminal
Alright

But if you think you’re safe ’cause you never smoke
‘Cause you don’t snort coke, and you don’t shoot dope
That doesn’t mean that somebody you love won’t
But don’t worry, it’s just fentanyl
She’d only kill a criminal

The DEA has boats, sailors out at sea
They’re bustin’ up fentanyl submarines
It used to be so simple
The drugs killed by class
The rich snorted cocaine
The poor got killed with crack

She’s fentanyl, the wonder
You’re two milligrams away
She knows she’s upward mobile
And she don’t discriminate

So buy the ticket, take the ride
Chances are, odds are high
It’ll be pretty quick
You won’t know what hit
Keep the Narcan close in case you get sick
If you’re poor, they say they OD’d
If you’re rich, they say they poisoned it
She’s fentanyl, be sympathetic
She ain’t heavy, she’s just synthetic

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