A life controlled by drugs
 

These drugs are killing me, but how do I stop//
I’m no thug in society, but occasionally I pop//
My life is a misery there is no stop//
Can somebody help me make these drugs just stop//


He’s no thug or a bad guy, but he does conflict in drugs and imply//
A disease of integrity in one eye, as he shadows from the night sky//
To deploy n destroy any object ahead of him//
Like an addict, he objects into coming off this heroin//

It’s energy for him, an adrenalin rush for his brain//
If he tears himself from this explicit remedy, his mind may become lame//
Insane or crazy, he detest to be tested for a loss of mentality//
Psychologically labelled a loser among society//

May the ole mighty lord bless him to be inquisitive//
Give him an interest into being lyrically imaginative//
Creative n challenging, how to put pen to paper when imagining//
How to create an insight to what he’s writing n making//

A poet with a sensual background in a wicked childhood//
Making himself profound with potential deep within the hood//
Never understood the real meaning of life//
Could never deal with drugs always payed a heavy price//

These drugs are killing me, but how do I stop//
I’m no thug in society, but occasionally I pop//
My life is a misery there is no stop//
Can somebody help me make these drugs just stop//


Edging near 17, with a dream and an ambition//
Hopefully, carry on, with more education, to gain an intuition//
But the drugs hold back on his life found mission//
He’s deciding with a knife, how to make a decision//
Scared n delusional, his eyes fold back//
He’s mood is unpredictable, like a line on a track//
The help he receives, doesn’t get him off crack//

Infected with a disease called an “addiction”//
His life spins 180 completely in the wrong direction//
He’s losing grip with his eyesight vision//
Why should he live life, he has no reason//
Depressed n stress from the drugs he’s taken//
His life gets put to rest, when he takes on overdose invatation//

These drugs are killing me, but how do I stop//
I’m no thug in society, but occasionally I pop//
My life is a misery there is no stop//
Can somebody help me make these drugs just stop//

You need too improve a shitload man... rhymin stop with stop three times in the first verse... thats wierds man. Flow was lackin, and your rhymes were basic and crappy... Good Luck Man.

I see the rhymin stop wit stop was the chorus but you still need to elevate a hell of a lot.

It's alrite. I'm experimenting.. Aight. Thanxs tho Peace ..

I like the idea and the vocab used, you need to keep writtin', it's a bit lenghthy but a good read...
keep em dropin'

reminded me of this clip:_____________________________________________ ___
Your like a drug that no other can top
I don’t know why but this feeling wont stop
If I could spend more time with you
You’d become the only drug I’d do
This addiction I have is a permanent one
I’m here for you not just to have fun
I’ve now learned that my drug is free
But all that is important is, if you feel the same about me
This natural high that I have feel’s right
Why try to stop this, why bother to fight?
As long as you let me, I will never stop
Cause you are my drug that no other can top!
~2002~
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i really liked the topic
it seemed like it got better towards the end
keep droppin'
6.5/10