*they say *be honest *how do you feel? shit, I'm... ready to kill hoping to feel something real here...(throws hands up) somebody take the wheel give me something to chill matter fact what are those pills? *well hell.., *what's that make you think? *do tell? ready to go but cant end it here still expecting some thrills still deciding which hill questioning should it get filmed? could this even be real? and if it happened would they do well? bet you'd never "do tell..." *I think we derailed let's take a sec 'nd think 'bout how that we met why do we speak and what do I get ? never forget there's not much money in it just like a waitress taking the tip helps with the dish to prevent it from getting chipped just to turn 'round and be used again broke down to the brim *in hopes of making it big... shit bitch! if you making it big, then I'm raiding the cabinets taking a cig shaking the desk breaking the til getting the earth quaking for real don't gotta be yours but know bloods gonna spill *you need to chill spouting off with too much ill-will here look in this mirror n make sure you look at it clear and see that no one has tooken the wheel it's you that needs to steer clear that is if you're looking to heal matter of fact here's a blank script if you're just looking for pills just write the amount n milligram here but if there's even a doubt the times drawing ever near... tick tock as I watch the hands drop off the fn clock as I'm just spinning my gears moving to fast moving non stop losing the years dropping and... falling off if it's love making time I'm screwing the cops suing the state taking my time exposing their fate cleaning the plate nothing can stop what is coming I say, as I pace press(ing) play, then erase such a damn shame knowing whats, going to waste with such elegant grace there's surely an elephant in this place that nobody names never forget where that you were when Rumsfield never did say or relay where the money had went or where the trillions we're paid and we can't audit what was kept as it just conveniently got hit by a cruise missile aimed directly at it just look at the hole look at the clip but I digress left with no where to go as the poles start to shift living off stress just blowing off smoke drowning the problems in the bottom of this bottle but hoping to float or am I hoping I don't? I forget either way their betting I choke yet hoping I won't...