Inspirational Self Destruction
Nuthin special..
En sen Fredag
Bless
heads up, hands down, my lines are packin the passion/
I feel the need for personal space, so I'm hijackin at NASA/
I'm sick of everyday bullshit, i'm fed up with this society/
i did every drug in existence, so why test me for sobriety/
I'm fuckin road ragin, rampagin, tearin faces up with razors/
goin crazed and so amazed that noone raves when my flows are blazin/
i dont know what i'm sayin, it just comes out spewin like hella dope/
phantom attack style, beasts on mars watch through telescopes/
my scripts in a bottle in the ocean waitin for translation to speech/
plus my heart is colder than icecubes on nerve endings placed in your teeth/
i'm outta reach, i'm in the clouds, baloon head is floatin away/
i've lost my flow, but when i spit,, ya get soaked when I spray/
fuck this shit i'm pissed, fallin off cliffs for entertainment/
get to the bottom and sit, then wonder where my brain went/
i'm outta control, an eighteen wheeler with no driver doin a buck/
and honestly, out of all those who've said it, I dont give a fuck!!/