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stortytelling about drunk driving

Vår Hiphop - Lyricism

   

2009-08-22 08:45

stortytelling about drunk driving

Enkla rim, med budskapet är det som räknas..

Fists are bloody, minds're cloudy //
Botles are brooken, the liqour is soake'd //
to the rubber-carpet, the music banging from the car yet //
the windshield are smashed in, wheels are still spinin' //
Cant recall, cant understand at all //
What did happen to my car? How could it go so far //
cant move my leggs, am i a imobilized-humanbeing ? //
Feeling a distinct smell of gasoline //
Seeing a flame in the front of me, //
Try to break free, screaiming loudly //
God how can u do this to me!? //
Then i see the reason, on the other side //
Of the freeway, a crashed car with a female inside //
I see the brown hair, the eyes that stare //
What have i done? //
Please mom, please come! //
feeling the heat of the fire //
Forgive is my last desire //
and suddenly my soul's for hire //
I did the crime, i killed her //
im hearing sirenes coming closer //
My car turns into flames //
and i didnt even know her name.. //

My skin are melting from my face, //
I thought it was just a game? //
Pumpin heroin into my veins, //
No risk with drugs, the said //
And for a moment i could be happy again //
But now all theres left is pain, //
I picked up a crayon, and wrote //
'Im sorry' on the roof-top //
Blasted away from the cops, //
ignored the sign that said STOP //
I cant turn back the clock //
but if i could i would have stoped //
I feel the taste of iron in my mouth //
a constant pain in the croutch //
blood are coming up, oh shit. //
from my throat, and i vomit'd //
staring through my rearview, //
Almighty god i fear-you. //

I played Death, and He got his vengeance //
I killed some ones mother, //
or maybe daoughter, //
i took a life //
of maybe somebody's wife //
I had no right //
to drink and drive //
And its to late to appeal //
The fate are sealed //
Eternal sufferin is whats waitin //
internal bleedin is a blesing //
Sadly, this story is not unique at all //
everyday people are killed of drunk's in cars.. //

Hjärtat blöder för dem som förlorat sina liv i rattfyllo-olyckor..
RIP

(Inlägget ändrat av spades_joola 2009-08-22 15:25:27)

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