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Dear God, never get rid of My drugs
Because when I don't have some, I see the world is fucked
Dear Satan, yea thanks for cheering me on
But unfortunately you're the reason I made this song
It's funny how the demons fuck with angels till they cum
Then the pastor sees your children and wants a piece of one
And just to match it, all these rich faggots with serpant tongues
Seeing the whole world burn over the production of drugs
All these holes burning through my lungs, just because
I tried to get away from life ,clean without the suds
But all the dirt covers me up, mind tells me no but I keep stomaching drugs
Caps-ules the radical rascal, what'll kill me the pills or the raps will
I attack tracks skilled, but this still isn't real life
Reality is so challenging it's something I Can barely write
So I take a large piece today and tonight
Treat my writtens like my drugs all scrunched up very tight
Makes me feel better for a variable of time
Compare it with the coconut rum with some limes
Cause some lines can shed light like holy shit and Jesus Christ
Rarely went overnight trying to pick fights I mean look at my body type
Not physically fit but my lyrical wit, comes around with that spiritual spit