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Houdini
From: I'll stay swinging until I die, cuz Nigga's said I'll die by Hanging- Wreckage |
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*Blazin'Text*
IP:
...These'Smokin'line's Leaving you In Los Angelos, I'm more dope, Then this weed you call "chronic-cannibus"//
...I'm the bombest manifest, I drop so many bomb's, You can call me the jap-that-slapped-the-U.S//
...Dissin' People to hurt till'they "croak", Wanna be the "froggy'ist", Nigga in this bitch, So I can make you prep's know//
...Call me "superman" Cuz I'm out to save the world, Passin my lyric's down to everyboy and girl, Keepin my flow tight so you know Im on the reel, Only way you remember these "shoe's", Is when your teeth-meet-my-heal//
...If I had a million dollar's, all my word's-u'd-steal, Only to find out my "calf has been" re-veiled//
...My past had been ignored, Just to realize all my pain's are insured, My whole life is set to be fake-yet"uncured"//
...My girlfriend's dad, Surely love's how he "trip's", How can this bag Still ramble bout this shit, Her fuckin dad start to piss me off, he can go suck on nut's and swiggle on these balls//
(On a deeper note)
These'Internal flame's burn my heart into'Piece's, "Price-less", Like my moms mastercards-and-visa's, I havent been loved since I was my momma's-Fetus//
I hated life, Cuz' My dad tried to-beat-us, Only to figure out, Every hit, was love'or so he-meaned-it//
If I had a dollar for everytime I wanna die I'd be rich, Don't get me started on my mom'she's a b*tch, noone can ever know what I feel right now, My pride goes up, But Like "DOW", it goes down//
Talking about psychiatry, Like Im the fucking problem, They need the help man, Issue's I dont got'em//
Im on zoloft singular, and some other shit for depression, Theres so many "reason's" I've cried, But tear's Go unmention'd//
It's like lookin at "stained" glass, In the third die-mention,
Commit'n suicide, To "unreact" to this reaction, only to turn my back and be stabbed like "time" investmental-distractions//
Noone In my life has ever loved me this much, This is the only time, That I have felt "untouched"//
I feel safe in these arm's-Of-mine, Now I never have to "suffer" through tears I-cried//
(Raged-flows)
Got my mom and dad, accusing me of taking her wedding rings, who the fuck would even get $ of them things//
(CLOSING)
Nigga's~sketch photo's of me as evidence, Wishing my "poverty" was parta-my-adolesance(or however u spell it)
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