No Safety
Dropping back to my dark times Acting like a pantomime Beautiful gore released at the crime Pushing my eighths and the dimes Next moment, I’m in my prime Capping everyone … Continue reading No Safety
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Escape
Afraid that when I’m sober, it’s the end of it all Born on October, that’s when I’ll see myself fall It’ll all be over, not to answer the call … Continue reading Escape
Wolf Pack
Private enterprise; jumped as an entry surprise Too much, boy is now dead Shots fired, bodies shoved into a shed Dirty money, praising drug lords On my lap, just a … Continue reading Wolf Pack
