WRITING...LOVE TO DO IT...OR WHY ELSE WOULD MY NAME BE EYE RHYME?...FAMILY...THEY LOVE IT WHEN I SPIT MY POETIC SIDE...EXCEPT MY MOM...SHE THINKS I THINK TO NEGATIVE...BUT HEY...IM NOT GURANTEED TO MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY...AND THATS ALL I DO...NO PPL=NO DRAMA...
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EYE FILL LYKE IM STUCK IN A RUT... CUZ I FUCKED WITH LADY LUCK... MIND SWELLED SHUT... WANTIN TO GIVE UP...YELL AND TEAR OUT MY HAIR... FUCK IT I DONT CARE... HEAD HEATED LIKE A FLARE... GO HEAD STARE...IM A UNSTABLE CREATURE... IN NEED OF A PREACHER... CUZ I ATE THE TEACHER... ALIVE IN A SEISZURE...HANDS SHAKING... HEART BREAKING... FORSAKEN... EVEL SHAPENED...ALL CUZ I CANT WRITE... HUNGRY BUT NO APPATITE... WHY PUT UP A FIGHT... I CAN BEARLY SEE THE LIGHT...IS THIS A WRITERS BLOCK... MAYBE... SWEATIN LIKE IM HOTT... GOIN CRAZY...YO GIVE ME A STARTING POINT... ITS UNDERWAY... GIVE ME A DRINK AND A JOINT... ITS TIME TO PLAY...SHIT I GOT IT BACK... BRAIN IN GEAR... I AINT GOING TO BE WHACK... I WRITE ABOVE FEAR...