Wasted Youth
• Written by BurnieD
As I scratch and sniff, this coke line
Off this bitches tits, it is now time
To create some dope rhymes
Sippin' liquor & wine
Breakin' beats for a dime
I don't think anything is gonna be fine
Lately I got that shit on my mind
Between life choices and inner voices, I
Look to the sky as it all melts away
Trippy getaway, not much to say, but
This drug just ain't love
I never gave a fuck, never gave enough
Becoming the monster that he once was
Inner demons for the mistreated
Raised right, but by the wrong people
Too nice to turn this world evil
But I gotta spit my verse and soar like an eagle
Fly like a bird, crash like a plane
We all die in vain, martyrs of a broken home
Save the world before you even know
Take a pill and let your body go
Drop a tablet and let your mind grow
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BurnieD
Member since August 3 2015