DNA by Rogz

sicka tha stress, sicka tha mess, sicka than average though got real flow, why I know but still have no control oma real slut, om real fucked, upin tha head, i should be shot dead, oma nice old fool, a nice old tool, om over used goin real insain in ma real old brain oma do whata gotta do or lose it all, the empire will fall om at tha stage ta turn tha page, leave this all behind, this life aint kind, go blind ifa haf to ta all this shit, its just one wish, whys that so hard, if one compared ta everything else, this evil delt iz not fair no, but when tha blow hitz, noone will save ya noone will help, i could melt inya mouth om that sweet n hot, but this addiction must be stopped, i will stop must stop haf ta stop, you can take this fist, this sliced wrist, thiss your fault, i do revolt, oma soapy delight om that smooth n clean but this tall fein in down right filthy, om lookin like scum lookin like mum, must leave me behind its your fault, its my way my makeup my dna