Waste Life
• Written by RapConcept
I wasted my life.
Tasted the strife.
Managed to give away all my favorite delights.
The flavour of lies, taste like lasers and spice.
Razors in my neighbor's eyes.
I'm raising, racing strangers to the skies.
I'm aging, my face is changing all the time.
I quit praying, I'll be fine.
A quick spray and display of the rhyme, I'll be divine.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015