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Date Posted: 09:54:49 01/21/08 Mon
Author: vincible
Subject: Game



My cousin said the game is lightbulb.............and I'm just a Moth
so do I stop chasing the light or turn the switch off?

so watch it flicker away look how it flickers today
people buried in mischief, dismay...alka seltzer's
what the pidgeons just ate and I live in doubt
its a prison I hate some people don't get it
they just live to escape living like primitive apes
the rain man couldn't finish this case
sometimes I think I'm superman I'm just
Missing the cape I use to listen to tapes
of the greatest to do it the ones that
had greatest influence I grabbed the mic
for the first time not knowing what i was doing
I spit about mac-10's that I never touched
bout' how in my life the weathers fucked
fortunes faded girlfriends that walked out
use to be infatuated we don't even Talk now
time to abort this courtship of a whore bitch
I treat her like gold...she treats me like I'm unimportant
but moving on I got this pen and a pad to move it on
but every manuever just proves that I've moved it wrong
I write these brooding songs then hit a soothing bong
I don't hear the alarm clock when I'm snoozing
I need someone to come in my room with a booming GONG!
I'm addicted to what's rolled in the swisher
wish I could get in the bathe tub and roll in this liqour
my liquid courage gets better but my liver gets sicker
I'ma hoe to every vodka thats put on the shelf
so my new years resolution?? stop prostituting myself
whoever solicits me pays the soliticing fee
you need and exorcist on standby just to listen to me
Ain't been to church in a minute or three
whats limiting my spirit?...my innards
are addicted to Sinner's beliefs the clock winds down
but I'm stuck on this playing field with nothing to find out
you gotta sign my minds guestbook...cause right now
My minds out.....searching for divine clout
sometimes I wanna ride to the river's side and
dive south finish this diminished life now.

My cousin said the game is lightbulb.............and I'm just a Moth
so do I stop chasing the light or turn the switch off?

I see the kings in their palaces jacking off
I'm snacking off the same lunchbag as a vagabond
everyday he says hes passing on to the otherside
he gives me his rosary to pass it on
somehow this path is wrong...........................
another fork in the road I'm approaching slowly
the sirens call my name and they seem to know me
I'm being telepathically controlled
cause I'ma slow leak this soul seeks a new mold
to hold me it was once so free, an alpha Hombre
looking towards sobriety coldly...cause I like being Stoned
I've broken hearts wholly, maybe thats why I'm lonely
my dad said get a trade and make something of yourself
be content with what you got and forget everyone else
but Life after high-school is high strung my mom's son
told me find a bandwagon to ride one its type fun
popping LSD and staring at the bright sun......
I'm pissed son how many lives I got left if I risk one
with this gun pointed at my lips one flinch and its done
no Vincent you're supposed to be a Christian
well then why am I twitching ready to say peace
Like I'm President Nixon...the scene turns me on
enough to make my I-ris cum...enough of this cup
of tox-ic rum alcoholism is a disease...bitch I'ma victum
I need 5 to 6 hits bitch I got brick lungs
line your fav. emcees in a line have target practice
and it's fun till I'm like "OOPS,I ACTUALLY hit one
the darkest depressions got me feeling like Life's done
I might cry myself to sleep to night and I might run
seeking escape from the rat race that is MATERIALISM

My cousin said the game is lightbulb.............and I'm just a Moth
so do I stop chasing the light or turn the switch off?

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