Given a Break (Angel of Sadness)
If we lost our lives for every mistake we made
We wouldn't make mistakes
So I'mma give them a break
Some say my soul may perish in flakes
So for now I'mma cherish these blue lakes
Later I'mma give them a break
You living right, Die any given night
Dig up your corpse, no remorse
Mistake for mistake
Now I'mma give em a break
I script my soul, this uncherished life on blank disc
Lie killed, smothered by the only blanket this fire missed
Taken by the same barrell you kissed
Come back in twenty years if your truly missed
U.P.D harrassing me
Patting me down, chestising me
Claiming they smell marijuana
Different topic if you choose to sell at a beach in Laguana
I've never puffed a blunt
Never gripped a new port
Should I ever bluff a stunt
But I got better things to do than sue the courts
Duck tape ankles to knees
Hands to thighs
Let their flesh dangle in ease so simple to please
No demands, my spand to die
Pulled me over nine times in seven days
Twice in ten minutes
Stressed my shoulders, I'mma define crime, murder, each in in eleven ways
Roll the dice, darkness begins
Uniformed body's being pulled up by janitors and tenants
I work my anus off, literally I work it off
Taking 17 hours, working 3 jobs
70 hours of production a week
For this promise I will keep
Your nightmares
Are preminitions of me coming for you during sleep
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007
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