Thursday, April 28, 2011

Can't Break My Soul

I'm so fuckin' happy tonite,

drinking vodka with sprite

blowing all my worries with the smoke

i'm high but dont need any probe

Started drinking cuz something felt wrong earlier

saw something that made my curly hair curlier

so high, so weak..was not able to stand on ma feet

but was confident,dat wateva it was,i wud make it eat shit


'Twas my dad,i heard his lockets clink

hurriedly i started gulping down my drinks

i tried running but dad caught me

tried to escape ,so pushed him off me

,no luck ,beaten black and blue in whole

Told ma dad dat You can break my ass ..but cant BREAK MY SOUL

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