Trancelocation
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 31, 2000
- Messages
- 760
Down on the bricks, to much sour mix, to damn hot in that party, my body was tired, out on the street, see the pigs, pocket full of pills, cheap thrills, easy kills ... addiction deversity, everything you need, im to jaded to eat this shit, gimme that bottle, tip it up, drop it down, smash it up, gimme the bass, gotta have a taste, 20 sack of tweak, dick tease to me, drop me that gram and watch me slam, that shit into my nose, damn no more blood, im closed. Jumpin off the walls, hatin' for no reason, selling whatever to whoever to feed this addiction.
Down on my luck, stuck in a rut, baby got me crazy cause she aint hip to my rhymes. Blazin it up its the only thing that keeps my sane, in a world so far gone to save. Ravin' it up, not for the chems, I'm down for the spins, hit me with some beats, manifest my dreams, down in the vinyl where my soul is far from final!
Down on my luck, stuck in a rut, baby got me crazy cause she aint hip to my rhymes. Blazin it up its the only thing that keeps my sane, in a world so far gone to save. Ravin' it up, not for the chems, I'm down for the spins, hit me with some beats, manifest my dreams, down in the vinyl where my soul is far from final!
