Rahim - addiction
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Never thought little things could bring such violence
heads bashin, stabwounds bleedin, starting to create a riot
takin bling blings, and it makes everything, much lighter
still the flashbacks makes me aggrevated and filled with fire
thugs running around, selling rocks building their own empire
crack fiends get confronted by family and resort to denial
Lil ' homies keep invading the streets tryna be rough ryders
rock after rock, life is slowly drained of it's precious vials
the human behavior never ever seems to amaze me
1500 centry and we resorted to human slavery
people getting shackled and beaten to death
crying, pain increasing, blood shedding until none is left
500 years later, and we are slaves of these rocks and needles
soul leaving the body and we lie there on the ground bleedin
we destroy ourself. . . . and i simply cant find the reason....
at my darkest hour i get down on my knees and i say a prayer
god please help me from this addiction, i am really scared..