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Bangs like bikini attol
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IP:
you dickheads are ruining the cypher.. its not about a topic, you leave a word and the next person rhymes about it.. its not rocket science..
Im gonna kick it off again.. dont fuck it up like u did last time.
the word is: Addiction
demons inside my mind, controlling phychotic rampent feelings n constant hate..
defining measures of reality, not copin without with this un-real glossy mental state..
seeing visions of my fate.. everlasting trips into happyness and ecstacy..
blind to the dangers posed at my health.. even blind to the person next to me..
fuck the rest of me.. my brain needs to escape from this daily mind frame..
into a world of make-believe, un-tame full of colorful images.... never plain..
the world is shit to me.. drugs are the only thing that stays true they neva fiction..
their real as this needle in me.. closing doors n loosing friends from my addiction..
fuck the system.. it lies to my people, filling my head full of anger and dispise..
fuck the world too.. i cant take it, might as well pull this trigger between my eyes..
next word: Religion
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