WORK IN PROGRESS
• Written by Twinkle
Pop pop pop pop pop
one, two, three, four, five
i can see them on the floor when they dive
i can see them in the hall when the fall
when the cops show up nobody left at all
body slumped against the wall in the hall
he didn't fall, it wasn't withdrawls
it was the tip of the gun that i draw
I do it per-fect-ly no flaw
no inconsistencies at all
perfect shot
hit the mark
im Tony Stark
in the dark
flying through the traffic
dodging havoc
man i've had it
now im dashing
like im handsome
swear to Mum
first album
will go platinum
if not ransom
on some dumb bum
he the victim
to my rhythm
lyricism is my vison
look through the prism that i devise
you can see the light i divide
are you satisfied
are you filled with pride
are you down to ride
with the inner hurt
that i confide
i cant lie, i cant hide
from this pain its insane
inhumane , dog in pain
they will play me like a game
look at the shit i overcame
im dragonborn im Dovahkiin
im akuma I'll hadouken
im going over 9000
like goku but im not that mean
show up make a great big scene
remember it was halloween
back when we was both sixteen
spacing out of all that green
whole room smell like gasoline
floor was covered in magazine
while Charlie Sheen was on the screen
she by my side like Billie Jean
and wake and bake was the routine
she never cook, she always clean
she left the cooking up to me
now we cooking up a feast
gonna need 25 plates at least
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Twinkle
Member since March 7 2019