I've been through a lot, heart-breaks and head-ache's//
With no med's perscribed, don't be surprised I'm deadly//
I've been stabbed in the back by my friends and family//
And of course there's Jenny, so my pen comes handy//
When the melody begins I cringe and take control//
I binge until I'm finished, I grin and make you fold//
I'll win at any minute, I'm swingin' for the gold//
Your head will sure be spinnin', I'm spittin' it til you fall//
You think you can match this? You're probably wrong//
Because you're shit, so go practice, this ain't a hobby at all//
I will wish on a casket for your body and songs//
And if you harm me, it's on, I won't be bothered for long//
I am sick of this pressure that is trouble enough//
I have been humble soo far, but now it's double the sluts//
It is double my suffering, and tripple my rage//
I won't be crippled again, so I am flippin' this page//
Oh yeah, and "again" at the end is said in the accent form, slant-rhyming with rage, page, lol.
Copywright: Steven Spagnuolo, 2008.
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