Untitled Song

• Written by Anonymous

slipping black box
looking out ash hot
with my own head rock
listening to hop knocks
while speaking my mind
replaying time till i get a rhyme
that isn't mimed
from another line
drinking fine wine
dealing with my own life
scaring poltergeist
becoming mesmerized
feeling genocide
when the times right
performing homicide
giving bitches a deadline
before i lock em up in my attic
with 50 different addicts
who think their savage
but haven't actually had it
I'm stripped so unforeseen
tryna be pristine
thinking my arms clean
still sipping on morphine
thinking it's a vaccine
since i was sixteen
being addicted isn't easy
feeling queasy,sleepy
always fucking dreaming
until i wake up screaming
realizing my times coming
when I gotta stop running
black flashes happen every night
till I'm lying down
face on the ground
feeling my head pound
round and round
I'm spinning here he goes
Mr fucking emotional
never tryna grow
just getting old
beliving nothing i'm told
till I'm in a room
watching tunes
getting loose with whoevers new
thinking i could make it through
while he's eating baby food
need to belt out blues
to stop being used
still without a muse
but who's the fucking new moose
thinking he could top a deuce
not even playing skofing roofs
still rockin with the dudes
like iron mans overused
fuck the truth the news ain't even new
it's regurgitated overfed like the undead
Your a bitch who hasn't bleed
sleeping in a white bed
living with no head
sucking down cigarettes
noose becoming too loose
better get a new one
till your fucking numb
tryna get done shoot your gun
being a man isn't fun
ain't got respect for anyone
thinking that you don't bleed
wearing diaper's you look brighter
can't get a pitch to the pipers kid
masculine till the heads fucking dead
trying to be unread
building my own nest
outta twigs and bones
comparing to rolling stones
you're a fucking clone
venture to the unknown
get your mind blown
coming back replased
from the shit talking D-mac
fading from black to black
darker then the fucking lies
that you keep praying too

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