it was do or die, i chose suicide, to be immune when they'd tell me lies.
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im dosed up, back on the wall in front of this cloaked fuck
shroud of the devil, we met and settled, then we smoked up
most chose the life of jesus, bologna, I say fuck the holy..
bible, scriptures, Christian pictures and matrimony
the “under”world is cold, not the hell hole we depict
no demons and torture pits, not a flame up in this bitch
not that my words slipped, you dip’s just got it twisted
heaven’s a piece of myth, that shit has never existed
once the clock stops tickin’, your sins will soon result…
in the afterlife of drugs, your sober side will not revolt
you’ll be subdued inside a cubicle, twirlin’ at your thumbs
eatin’ at the bag of coke, just to get your gums a numb
to the world your just a crumb, a stain upon the sheets
that society has pissed on, and tossed across the streets
to be deceased is a relief, your own demise would be so wise
to shade you from the hate, and leash you from the lies
that are existent in your lives, you can run but cannot hide
they’ll thrust upon you from behind and crush you like a tide
Ignorance is bliss, the mortal world is full of shit
It will strain till you submit, suicide you shall commit
in hell you will find zen, to not would sure be doubtful
bit off more than can be chewed, back then I had a mouthful
gotten sour like the ZAddy do, I spit it out into the dusk
sniffin' powder with the devil, cuz' the worlds too much to trust
......... feed will be returned
