down the bottle, full throttle//
pedal hit the floor bottom//
liquor swallowed, ya brain is hollow//
like Aristotle ya boys followed//
head spinning, juice and ginin, u can't make ya mind//
brain twisted, kids sinnin, the blind lead the blind//
ain't get caught, who of thought, but only if ya did//
all that drinkin controlled ya thinkin, now ya fight to live//
u roadkill on the pavement, with gravel stuck inside u//
u don't feel, touch ya hips and ya legs are right beside u//
tragic end, same old song, been better off arrested in the pen//
u lived the sayin to the fullest wit ya ride or die friends//

I was feelin it..but it should of been a lot longer...a lot..like atleast 3 times as long..your trying to express your feelings on something..and it just doesn't seem that personal whenn it's so short..keep bangin tho
2fingasOnelove

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