im drunk as fuck and its almost 4am lol

[messenger]

ill stand the test of time,

cause baby im the best of rhyme,

infest ur mind, check ur lines cause baby im sniffing mine,

the spittings fine, forgot my name now called mr rhyme,

shit its time for bed, but im grinding yeah,

finding red, knuckles are still driping,

find u dead, fuck ill this is skill spiting,

its almost 4am and im drunk as fuck,

so i apoligise if my rhymings fuckt,

but i grew up in a fucked up situation,

the situations shit so lets switch the station,

lifes a bitch and the bitch is waiting,

to bite a chunk out ur ass,

i flunked out of class,

cause instead of a lunch bag i was packing grass,

and stacking cash in the school of the broken dreams,

out spoken teens,

we sold coke and tings, opening the doors to the darkside,

the hardlife,

but we play it like a art right,

so paint a picture,

ill paint it wit ya,

see we aint that diffrent,

its a thin line between love and hate,

and this thug will wait,

hey look dad see how many drugs i take,

is u proud of ur little soldier,

i wish u was dead and ur life was over,

see im spiting this shit while drinking stupidly,

stupid me,

drinking this whisky like its the liam i uset to be,

so whats the use of me, shit ill keep spiting til my last breath,

the cash has left, but i still got the alphabet,

just give me a word ill rhyme it 5 times on the spot,

turn it into 5 lines that rhyme into each slot,

see each plot or each thought that im thinking,

has got these fucking weak emcees tripping,

but im kicking the fuck out of bitches and fakers,

fuck the riches hate the game not the players,

Edited November 9, 2009 by messenger