ITS NEVER TOO LATE
FOR FATE
Get with me
It’s meant to be
We are next to be
A legacy
Of ecstasy
Poets come and go and die
I need you by my side to stay alive
I’ve been up
And I’ve been down
And I fucked up and lost my crown
I had a home they stole my throne
Im left alone a rolling stone
I’ve been on bottom
I’ve been on top
Love’s the only thing we’re got
To keep us breathing
One day we rot
One day we’re god
The next we’re not
We met tho meant to be meat
On natures table for worms to eat
So let’s not compete
Keep me complete
And I’ll make art the world will see
No wrong rhymes its the right time
I’ll nail them down and blow their minds
Ill fill the world with wondrous art
No bull shit about broken hearts
No songs bout being torn apart
No dirges on drugs causing demise
No set self on fire suicide
No wrists ready for a slice
No pills to sleep eternal nights
Nothing but the best in life
Smiling kids and shining wife
Real good food nutritious drink
Understood with just a wink
Tons of cash money no problem
It’s all puzzles let’s just solve them
Baby you’re my missing peace
And yes that’s spelled with A and E
Get with me
Its meant to be
We are next to be
A legacy
Of extacy
MEAT IN THE STREET
I’m little fucked up
I’m psychotic
Got a disease baby ?
Well I want it
Get up in that pussy
Drop dead and haunt it
I got crotch rot and flaunt it
Take a little sniff then bitch
I’m gone with the wind yeah
I farted
Smells like world war three started
But it’s harmless
I’m only armed with bars
And it’s unconscious
I can’t stop it
It’s endless
These senseless sentences
Like prison life
I’m locked up in my own mind
The dark night
Take a hard knife
Cut soft slice
Of cold ice
Get your nose right
Blow like the wind
I’m a high kite
A flying drive by
Come down like
Sun light
I’m night fall
And day break
I stand tall
Why they hate
They gave me a break
It’s right here in my skull
I’m cracked up and frightful
Got no time to fight you
I’m sorry. Psyche dude!
I’m here to drop bombs
And fuck moms
A stranger with candy
You want some?
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