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Array ( [sid] => 129706 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Test Me Wrong Poof You Gone [time] => 2006-12-22 20:33:19 [hometext] => Expression of self letting loose off the chest..... [bodytext] => I spit on tracks as an excuse to vent
But if reality sparks and starts to set in
I'll leave you bent, brain jarred loose laying on the pavement
It feels like your on mind altering drugs
But I altered your mind and it aint filled with nothing but blood
You dazed seeing red, eyes blood shot but more distinct than just smoking a blunt to the head
I'll hit you with a blunt object in the back of your dome
And watch the skull spread parting like the red sae as it starts to foam
I have good intentions of leaving you dead to rest alone
No witnesses roam, so innocent bystanders get to go home
I'm never sloppy with the chrome when I decide to abuse
I make my mark felt, so you can't accuse
You better learn who you ******* wit
I'm the uphoria you get when you smoke the crack and the wet
Just make sure it aint laced or your life will be in debt
So many problems left uncorrect

Was it something I said to feel this pain that remains
How can I restate my claim
Reiterate the flame and burn out the shame
To keep it refrained, restrained to never feel this ******* awful pain

Never remorse from the recourse of my poor choice, it's pure poise
Exemplified by the detramental noise of this instrumental I spit at you gentle
The beat flows through my head like it's an imbedded brain chemical
It's percieved as a percise birth tool, birth given
Take it away from me and life aint worth living
I'm submarined in this ish, so push me to the edge of the cliff
You'll see the beast come out followed by wolverine on the scene
Slice your body in three, cuz you was bothering me
Punk, I can look at you and tell your psychology
So much knowledge inside of me
Hopefully you came prepared to be scared of me
Aint no tellin the repercussions of this discussion you got me in
I'm ready to pop off when my ******* fuse is ignited
My brain gets enlightened and explodes into overdrive when it comes to fighting
Whether its physical or verbal the situation is heightened
No restraints are put on me cuz I'll slip right out the jacket
No matter how tight you wrap it or strap it
You better watch your jaw before I snap it and crack it
The noise you hearing outside is a bunch of cricket racket

Was it something I said to feel this pain that remains
How can I restate my claim
Reiterate the flame and burn out the shame
To keep it refrained, restrained to never feel this ******* awful pain
[comments] => 0 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Metikulus [notes] => Edited due to the use of offensive content and banned word. Please do not try to fool the word filters or the moderators and remember that this is a family site. Thankyou. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
Test Me Wrong Poof You Gone

Contributed by Metikulus on Friday, 22nd December 2006 @ 08:33:19 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



I spit on tracks as an excuse to vent
But if reality sparks and starts to set in
I'll leave you bent, brain jarred loose laying on the pavement
It feels like your on mind altering drugs
But I altered your mind and it aint filled with nothing but blood
You dazed seeing red, eyes blood shot but more distinct than just smoking a blunt to the head
I'll hit you with a blunt object in the back of your dome
And watch the skull spread parting like the red sae as it starts to foam
I have good intentions of leaving you dead to rest alone
No witnesses roam, so innocent bystanders get to go home
I'm never sloppy with the chrome when I decide to abuse
I make my mark felt, so you can't accuse
You better learn who you ******* wit
I'm the uphoria you get when you smoke the crack and the wet
Just make sure it aint laced or your life will be in debt
So many problems left uncorrect

Was it something I said to feel this pain that remains
How can I restate my claim
Reiterate the flame and burn out the shame
To keep it refrained, restrained to never feel this ******* awful pain

Never remorse from the recourse of my poor choice, it's pure poise
Exemplified by the detramental noise of this instrumental I spit at you gentle
The beat flows through my head like it's an imbedded brain chemical
It's percieved as a percise birth tool, birth given
Take it away from me and life aint worth living
I'm submarined in this ish, so push me to the edge of the cliff
You'll see the beast come out followed by wolverine on the scene
Slice your body in three, cuz you was bothering me
Punk, I can look at you and tell your psychology
So much knowledge inside of me
Hopefully you came prepared to be scared of me
Aint no tellin the repercussions of this discussion you got me in
I'm ready to pop off when my ******* fuse is ignited
My brain gets enlightened and explodes into overdrive when it comes to fighting
Whether its physical or verbal the situation is heightened
No restraints are put on me cuz I'll slip right out the jacket
No matter how tight you wrap it or strap it
You better watch your jaw before I snap it and crack it
The noise you hearing outside is a bunch of cricket racket

Was it something I said to feel this pain that remains
How can I restate my claim
Reiterate the flame and burn out the shame
To keep it refrained, restrained to never feel this ******* awful pain




Copyright © Metikulus ... [ 2006-12-22 20:33:19]
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