The Bottom of Another Bottle
A shot to the throat deals a blow to the vision
With a mission for precision with it's neural division
As the thoughts drift along with every disposition
To the carefree mass of mindless decisions
Remission's a nightmare of epic proportions
The goal isn't recovery--
It's total distortion
So just pour some more until your instinct hits the floor
Let your vitals start to roar until it seems like less is more
It's an encore of chaos until your will is broken
Telling token secrets that were better left unspoken
Before you're choking on blood...
or is it raspberry pucker??
And screaming "mother fucker!" till they mix you another
Sobreity is fading, invading the edges of time
Ticking off the hours with a fresh wedge of lime
Sublime retention then divine intervention
As your sin hits the toilet as a crude introspection
Confession forgotten, the aroma so rotten
Passed out on the couch, drowning guilt in its cotton
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ss-371968.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ms-371532.html