The Recipe

I got some barrels buried back in the woods Cookin' up that special blend of anhydrous goods One hit of that crystal dope will knock you to your knees Stronger than cocaine and did I mention it's cheap I learned the recipe when I was in state jail A peckerwood named Dave who seemed to know the business well I had some land, and Dave knew the fiends Before I hit the free world I was in up to my knees Oooh I got the recipe Oooh I got the recipe I keep a pistol on the table by the bed So if they kick the door, they better plan to take me dead Close eye on the CI's, Keep it clean on the wire 'Cause in a pinch they're singing like the Methodist choir Ooh I got the recipe Ooh I got the recipe I got some barrels back in the woods I got some barrels back in the woods