Rehab

I could take all the powder to put up my nose
and i could drink all the bottles because im better at it than most
i could smoke all the weed and do all the speed
but what would happen to all the other things i need

it would all go to shit and straight disappear
how many heroin addicts do you know 
that can hold down a job and keep family near?
if you fall in this criteria im not tryin to be dissin' ya
who doesn't like to feel good while pissin on the system

I know i do, how you think i came to be here
im just a hypocritical cynical sonofabitch
and i abhor and adore this chore and this pitch 
of drug talkin, drug selling lifestyle havin
and thats the true real life bitch

when you know this you can chose abstinence
or moderation there no all or nothing game
unless youre willing to lose at it because if you have nothing
or all of it you still end up being a thrall of it
pleading and begging for more or for someone to take some of it

but thats just me dont listen to see 
whether im right , find out for yourself 
you dont need me to heed

so pop those pills smoke that hash
do those shrooms, shoot that smack 
and snort that blow but dont blame me 
and say you didnt know

do your own treatment and fuck up worse
than me, and hope its not to late to heal
youre in too deep, that hill is real fuckin steep
you ready to climb?
alright, imma shut the fuck up this is becoming 
a preachy ass rhyme

I sing for the bitch

Sittin in this bar writing rhymes on this napkin

not even drinking its where i put the work in,

it gets me this paycheck that i need to live 

bless this world and things it has to give

but right now im more focused on what it has to take

just so that I can call this life mine and my path to make

everyone wants something whatever it is 

I write these metaphors for my own enjoyment

hoping maybe my experience will help with your chores

im bored, torn, shackled and trapped, shit we all are

there are just those that realize it and do better

then theres those ignorant ones who dont need more

These people I meet, drink their beer while I give them conversation

this life I lead is full of women I greet and give a piece of verbal masturbation

This reality I lead is inevitable, these women that want to get to know me are incredible

I gotta start running faster from them for their own sake my lifes inedible

Scrambling and giving pieces of myself its part of my trap

while you girls take them away and grow from the pieces that ive dealt.

these women I lay dont know me at all, dont pretend you do ladies

you dont know what I am and how you are the one thats crazy

All I have is my honesty thats all I ever say

I dont even have any rags to go to riches haha dont you need that to play

A single point in time

I feel upstaged and alone a fuckin freak 

still without a home, shackled to my couch

a mouth full of uninspired rhymes these troubled

thought provoking times spent staying up late nights writing pages

and pages of useless poems, tomes cover my walls like im some insane 

poet. You wont be laughing when your walls are covered in my posters

you wont be laughing when the walls are covered in the blood of these posers

But im laughing now! wow! for no good reason!

while shes laughing at me like its open season  point out my faults and mistakes

hang up my dirty laundry and scream real loud for you to see my underwears!

I dont mean my boxers or briefs i only meant the miniscule details that make up 

my insides, I wear my heart on my sleave its the only way i can stay honest and 

not break apart in this world we create and harvest

I was raised weak and like metal I was tempered, 

or was I tempered by metal either way it did me right 

with a bit of trouble  add in some rhymes no matter style of music

I write it all its in how you use it, you gotta fake a smile and 

keep that grimace no matter how you feel or show your mistakes.

Monste(r)

My mental stability has been in question

as well as my character don't laugh at me, 

that's just my way of saving ya see, I take

bad in the world and channel it to make you

stronger than cookie cutter bullshit human faces

who have no pain to stain the blue blood butchered

brain stained streets that we travel endlessly red

she giggles cause I sleep with a body pillow

like slug sorry to take this line from ya but you

got it right with that bitch Lucy tears for fears

wannabe human zooming through life with no real

knowledge or care about us drifters with dreams

of pincers to pin down the sanity that seems constantly slipping

like Aes rock with the daylight and junk I wanna

take your pieces and put them in order you wanted

because some people just don't have drive to go for it

ok well that's a little different  not quite like you Aes

but I make my own way from the inspiration which you place

in my whiskey muddled trouble infested trust obsessed

cranium I think its a bit ridiculous this angst im surrounded in

im almost out the door yo and the end of this rhyme im writing it.

Welcome

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system slave

stand alone in this four cornered room...
well actually six, if you count the hole where
the shit and piss is strewn
time is not on my side in this cell of mine
with my mind unwinding with books I read
the rumbling of my stomach and stale air to breathe
No window, no door to the outside, the
only way I see it is dreams
or the clock ticking by while inmates scream

I guess its not all so horrible, it could always
be worse my grandmama said as she was trying to keep composure
on my grandfathers deathbed...
That's when I found the window, the one place where the outside was
visible, great view, but the 10th floor made everything so minuscule
in comparison to the harassment some cuts went through

From the new kids crying silently to the old timers tussling violently
we all live in this fucked up college dorm of stupidity as time
ticks by ever infinitely

I sit in my cell alive and 'wake
I pray the C.O's my body not to take
and If I die before they sleep I pray the morgue my body to keep
To tag my toe with numbers unique
A system slave, in even death they keep.

I'm not depressed

met a girl that puts smiles on my face
I met a girl that brings me some sunrays
in this dark ass world I call my life
I'm not depressed, its this world its this
world thats oppressing

She really presses my buttons the right way
unlike the rest, this test we call life knows no rest
im obsessed with liking it when she tastes my
whiskey breath, but I digress in my flow
because my thoughts are a jumbled mess

working, loving, playing, hating, switching
up and sometimes forgetting to look
for higher meaning, the truth you're believing
is sometimes inadequate and deceiving all while
the puns work their way into my music

its inevitable this play we choose to act in it
the actors are the pawns and im in the kingship
pretending to rule my world with a faint kind of grimace
knowing damn well that my thoughts control my actions
and knowing all too well that my emotions control the actress

I feel its me and this girl just fighting against the world
while I struggle with the actions that dictate my habits
all in the while my feelings dictate my business