Fire
• Written by Psycadelik
Hitting verses up on random individuals
Making felonies, half of America is full of criminals
Making drug tunnels, Living in a gang, kill till your in the finals
Kill anyone in your path, including all of your rivals
Read upon illustrations, and not visuals
From simple guns, to nuclear missiles
From simple ice, to diamonds and crystals
Always talking till you get a fist full
Always strapped a gat, but never worrying about the pistols
Leaving them lying in a pile of blood, each drop leaves a ripple
Shoot em done, till they become crippled
Whole life screwed, scratch them off scribbled
The hospital enabled him to say he is disabled
He is able to remain unstable
No longer ungrateful
Prays to god, and becomes faithful
Mouth full of fire
Trips on a wire, eats him alive, due to his desire
His entire attire
His designer, no longer able to transpire
For the suppliers, provider
Had been blown away, nothing left to say
He learned to disobey, Everyday
Now that his life gave underway
From getting his vertebrae, smashed by a Chevrolet
No longer, able to stare into his mirror
Think things clearer
As a girl, grew nearer
He learned to say hello, Learned how to be the next Romeo
The distance between, felt like from Tokyo, to Guantanamo
Don't think he got the memo
For he would be dead tomorrow
Life full of sorrow
He kept his life narrow
Wanted to live like a pharaoh
Or his favorite movie star, Jack Sparrow
But then hit by a Camero
His mind didn't want to find the Embarcadero
Mind was as high as Kilimanjaro
No designed, just deniro
He had no fucking fear yo, Nada Zero
Learned to grow up and be like Castro
The biggest fucking asshole
Making dough, butt full of gold
Not earned, but stole
He only knew Espanol, but it was uncontrolled
So he learned to put it as a predisposed, objective
Shredding the spreading of the predisgust festive
The bursting, hurting of the nesting
Too it as a blessing
Pressing stressing, but pushing for the guessing
Overdosing sacrifice, he sacrificed his paradise
Just live his life right
That's the story of this kid who was on fire
And fought for all of his desires
And let his life burn out as if it had timers
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Psycadelik
Member since April 13 2015