Split Personality 2 - Schizoprhenic Thoughts
Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:26 pm
I lost more than a few, quite a bit more than plenty
The feelin is empty, I still have all the gifts you sent me
Never forget all the money you lent me, it helped me get by
Helped me slide through life without the wanting to die
But you keep tauntin my eyes, you not flauntings a surprise
You also gave me a daunting demise, my body eaten by flies
My windpipe seething as I strive, breathing but not alive
Weaving through the hive, words are fresh and still talking
My mind and souls crossed over, but my flesh keeps walking
With all that said, I still want to strangle your insides
Rip off your skin and hair and then mangle you in strides
Walk up to the door, grab the whore, and stab her 3 times
1 time in the neck, 1 time in the face, and 1 time in the chest
Maybe one swift line down your heart to lay you to rest
I still pray for the best, but lest we forgot bout the scarring
Fuck the physical, maybe Ill just call you for the vocab sparring
Put your best friend online moaning with "Slow Jamz" starting
Hear you crying on the other end cuz your whole lifes departing
Cant keep having these thoughts, they're gonna get me in a troubled state
Nah fuck that shit man, I wanna kill her ma too and we can call it a double date
Thats insane, Ill go to prison, Ill just leave her alone, my lifes still worth livin
You're a bitch, just listen, Ill do all the work, jus lend me the knife youve been given
Dont tell me what to do, I can make my own decisions, Im just gonna give it some time
Oh right, while she fucks all your friends standin in line? Ya boys just rammin her fine
They can do what they want, me and her are done, Im not gonna listen to a word you said
Wrong choice son, you missin the bigger mission, too bad, Ill just have to kill you instead
First thing I've written in 4 months. Feed will be returned.
The feelin is empty, I still have all the gifts you sent me
Never forget all the money you lent me, it helped me get by
Helped me slide through life without the wanting to die
But you keep tauntin my eyes, you not flauntings a surprise
You also gave me a daunting demise, my body eaten by flies
My windpipe seething as I strive, breathing but not alive
Weaving through the hive, words are fresh and still talking
My mind and souls crossed over, but my flesh keeps walking
With all that said, I still want to strangle your insides
Rip off your skin and hair and then mangle you in strides
Walk up to the door, grab the whore, and stab her 3 times
1 time in the neck, 1 time in the face, and 1 time in the chest
Maybe one swift line down your heart to lay you to rest
I still pray for the best, but lest we forgot bout the scarring
Fuck the physical, maybe Ill just call you for the vocab sparring
Put your best friend online moaning with "Slow Jamz" starting
Hear you crying on the other end cuz your whole lifes departing
Cant keep having these thoughts, they're gonna get me in a troubled state
Nah fuck that shit man, I wanna kill her ma too and we can call it a double date
Thats insane, Ill go to prison, Ill just leave her alone, my lifes still worth livin
You're a bitch, just listen, Ill do all the work, jus lend me the knife youve been given
Dont tell me what to do, I can make my own decisions, Im just gonna give it some time
Oh right, while she fucks all your friends standin in line? Ya boys just rammin her fine
They can do what they want, me and her are done, Im not gonna listen to a word you said
Wrong choice son, you missin the bigger mission, too bad, Ill just have to kill you instead
First thing I've written in 4 months. Feed will be returned.