Artist: Hell Razah Album: Black Presidents, Vol. 1 Song: Opium Love Typed by: Knowledge God [Hell Razah] She was raised in Jamaica, skin tone chocolate Thai Green eyes like Northern Lights, smelling right Might be the same fame in the fortune type She went on strike to legalise her birth right Most artist's can't memorise their verse right We call her Bamboo because she love the roll tight Easy mamma, lick it like easy ___ Sucking up my brain cells made her even wiser Died her hair purple haze and orange peel Had a voice that reminded me of Lauryn Hill Said she turned out Red and Meth in Cypress Hills She was sweater than a Philly, the plenty of big wheels She got raped by a Dutch Master Be the reason that you come faster I heard Garcia Vega had her, bagged her in California They broke up 'cause of paranoia Had the neighbours call the cops on her [Chorus: Hell Razah] Your love it keeps me high And I can't lie you got me hypnotised That's why I never let-let you go, check it Your love it keeps me high And I can't lie you can look inside my eyes That's why I never mixed it with blow Your love it keeps me high And I can't lie you got me hypnotised That's why I never mixed it with blow