You waste my time, it's such a crime
I want to find, serenity is mine
but shit is deep, and thoughts may creep
When your counting sheep, I'll kill you in your sleep
Why do I say the things I say
Everything plays on whims of yesterday
Can I look for a thrill, a hope or a pill?
Life is free will, so try not to kill
All your aspirations or dreams, as your soul begins to scream
Limelight in your eye wants to gleam, and your whole world seems
To be going around and around, land on steady ground
Beating you to a pulp, steadily pound, or kick your dog like a hound
And you laugh like it was nothing, say to yourself, everyone's bluffing
Everybody wants something, still you walk away with nothing
I don't even know what to tell you, except you stink...damn I can smell you
Now all your plans have fell through, and you have no one to yell to
Knock me down I get back up, you aint shit, now what's up?
Life was fun when it wasn't fucked, and you were cool when you didn't suck
Look at me, I'm just stupid, but I thought you'd be my cupid
I didn't know your arrow was stone, leaving me cold and all alone
Fuck that , I won't pout, and you still don't hear me shout
But I have to let it all out, I can't rhyme no more...get out!!
Here I am, I'm back again, put a new spin on it, crackling
If you don't want to get smacked a bit, I suggest you know the half of it
All those things I said undone, was just all in good fun
No, I don't have a gun, but I like writting puns
You ask do I have to be so violent, would you rather me to be silent
I don't know where your eye went, guess I have to be violent
I know I shouldn't, and it shows, gosh I didn't mean to break your nose
But, I'm sick of all these hoes, that's just the way my life goes
In circles, it comes back again, is your mother smoking crack again?
Don't know why, how, where or when, but I think again it's happening
Arrested for a good time, depleted of all my rhyme
I remember when you were fine, and all I wanted was you to be mine
Now my feelings begin to stagger, dead body, where do I drag her?
Damn I must have stabbed her, drunk off this fucking lager
Everything you say is shit, better bite your bottom lip
Squeezing your ass like a tit, while I leave you without a tip
Yes I am a fucking asshole, but life is one big hassle
Sometimes you have to wrestle, with questions inaccessible
Sometimes you have to deal, with shit too fucking real
As your skin begins to peel, revealing all those things concealed
Sometimes I wish I was joking, high, like I was smoking
Everyone keeps on toking, but can't see the world is broken.
Copy & paste to friend: (Click inside box; Ctrl + C to copy; Ctrl + V to paste)
read more blogs!