Linkizzle for Feedizzle
I'm back at it like a mad addict with a bad habbit
with crack and it hurts dammit and I can't stand it
So i write and cause damage that irritates like a damn itch
"Pain please, you need to stop!" "I would but I can't bitch!"
I get a rush every time I clutch a pen writing a song
From beginning to end, then I do it all over again
despite that I'm easily distracted by the thoughts of violence
I've ever inacted, all the ideas I have ever caught in silence
Never seem to matter because it seems that no one understands
My ill mind and master plans, then you stumble onto something like:
Waking up this morning discovering I had a fan
referencing my shit, can't believe it, my very own Stan
Yo man, rhyme for rhyme, I like that weak shit you wrote
But swallow that pride down, and pray to God you don't choke
Dammit I just realize it's only 14 bars
