smoothchili
Bluelighter
Crack Sells (continued) Flow
I sleep in my room till` the late afternoon,
And when I get up it's like I've already jumped,
To find where it's at, with thought process wack,
I don't need any money, I'll take care of that,
Cause you front what I want, and I will pay you back,
And ignore all the feelings, I'll have to be stealing,
To get what I need, so I can begin with the healing,
When deep down I know, I'm just internally bleeding,
Now I know they were right, when you stop then decide,
That it's time to go back, to the shit one more time,
That it'll only get worst and your brain will converse,
Cause your addict mentallity says drugs should come first.
I'm trapped in this hole, someone please dig me out,
I fell thru this crack, if you haven't found out.
And I doubt, I'll climb out, just because it's so stout,
Like a candle, in the wind, that will never blow out.
Notice people tend to change as problems start to rain,
Cause we're caught up in this shit known as the dope game,
Soon your friends turn on you, it's like they never knew you,
Now nobody's staying true, and haters want their turns too,
See, everywhere is the same, different stuggles same pain,
All the bullshit that we deal with, just trying to maintain,
And it's driving me insane, sometimes I want to change,
But I get really bored living a life that ya'll call sane.
I'm confused on what to do, cause I'm stuck between the two,
It's like either way I go, I could never follow through,
And even when I try I always find myself asking me why,
I'm a shitty human being who doesn't care when his mother crys.
I'm trapped in this hole, someone please dig me out,
I fell thru this crack, if you haven't found out.
And I doubt, I'll climb out, just because it's so stout,
Like a candle, in the wind, that will never blow out.
-Smoothchili
I sleep in my room till` the late afternoon,
And when I get up it's like I've already jumped,
To find where it's at, with thought process wack,
I don't need any money, I'll take care of that,
Cause you front what I want, and I will pay you back,
And ignore all the feelings, I'll have to be stealing,
To get what I need, so I can begin with the healing,
When deep down I know, I'm just internally bleeding,
Now I know they were right, when you stop then decide,
That it's time to go back, to the shit one more time,
That it'll only get worst and your brain will converse,
Cause your addict mentallity says drugs should come first.
I'm trapped in this hole, someone please dig me out,
I fell thru this crack, if you haven't found out.
And I doubt, I'll climb out, just because it's so stout,
Like a candle, in the wind, that will never blow out.
Notice people tend to change as problems start to rain,
Cause we're caught up in this shit known as the dope game,
Soon your friends turn on you, it's like they never knew you,
Now nobody's staying true, and haters want their turns too,
See, everywhere is the same, different stuggles same pain,
All the bullshit that we deal with, just trying to maintain,
And it's driving me insane, sometimes I want to change,
But I get really bored living a life that ya'll call sane.
I'm confused on what to do, cause I'm stuck between the two,
It's like either way I go, I could never follow through,
And even when I try I always find myself asking me why,
I'm a shitty human being who doesn't care when his mother crys.
I'm trapped in this hole, someone please dig me out,
I fell thru this crack, if you haven't found out.
And I doubt, I'll climb out, just because it's so stout,
Like a candle, in the wind, that will never blow out.
-Smoothchili
