Bust rymes like an m –16, automatically, verbaly// I’m dat killa

bean, use to be a teen, but now I’m da feind tryin to keep

clean// livin life in da real world like they is no tomorrow full of

sorrow cuz this temptation infaltrates like an arrow// stuck in

my body like flies on shit since I have just fell in da snakepit;//

daam little snakes bite like a baby sucking a tit// times is

drastic in da pit when you just cant say I quit// makin my mind

flip as I split in two individuals;// holy shit, I became a

squitzo;// talking to myself without a cisco//, fucking crack

came back wit a vengance//, turning me into my archenemy in

da matter of split seconds// because da call of da beast

beakons for one crack session //when my ignorant ass I’s

going to waist cash to get high for ten seconds,// no struggle

since I’m lookin undawater wit no goggles // now I am caught

in da deep end of da deadpool for being a fucking fool // one

hit will turn into more,and more of dat toxic rock puttin me in

a deadlock situation,// I’m a muthafuckin radio wit only one

station wit no ounce of motavation// I’m stuck like two dogs

after they fucked// all because of a stupid little rock//da otha

half stalking my counciouss pumpin me up even if I know da

consequences// let it be because dats da way its between me

and me see,// like the english drinkin some bloody tea//,

sinister, muthafucking minister, stuck to me is a blister in my

inner lip//everytime I touch it,hurts like a bitch // da painful

feeling will sometimes get my ass kneeling // I don’t want dat

fuck dat, I hit da seiling wit a new feeling dis year of being

soberly clear of all narcotics// happily I shed a tear// there is

always a fear of da self doubt becoming my peer // unable to

un knot my cables // da homies chin check me by throwin me

through 5 tables // da real battle in my life is against my self

before I set destiny I must go through hell //if I want to

overcome dis evil spell of misfurtune and self pitty//I got to

understand this shit ain’t lookin pretty or cute because I must

find da past so dat I could be free at last// sound crazy or out

of the ordinary // my other Half is like hbk, layin the sweet

chin on marty jennety// the struggle prolongued, morning to

da dawn I’m being played like ping pong// back and forth

, trying to put out dat torch for so long// song by song I

explain in depth// drugz have jacked my life and commited

grand theft// this is a real life story of the ghetto’s traps set to

catch the minority like leutenant harris always fucking with

mahoney// i am not lonely, i got my word and my balls like

tony and i never break them unless my ex girlfriend decides

to go bowling// we are venom, taking this poison addiction to

da maximum as i figure out a way to jack dirty harry's

magnum,holding yall hostage and demanding replies

as ransom//