[Verse 1: Talik]
Life is a nightmare, yes I'm in a dream
Can't drink, can't think, Cause I'm stuck in between
The cleaning ladies smoking, my mind is so awoken
This rhyme is out spoken
My heart is fractured, broken
Dropped by a anvil, called love
Hurts like a guns shot
Click clack boom!
My doom! The metal tips hot
She shot me with words that crashes like teens
Pour the alcohol to sting and clean
The wounds , this room smells like dirty perfume
But not her, not the girl I want like mushrooms
The special kind of high she gives only to me
That warm feeling that makes me feel free
The fact of the matter is she fucked up
Like a damn slut who was all fucked up
No Bill Cosby, You can see me at the Roxy
I'm a lyrical, spiritual, individual
My rhymes are a miracle
Not the typical whimsical,Guy
You can tell im super fucking fly
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