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High behind the wheel

High behind the wheel

You're deranged, I will admit, it’s a risk but I live for moments like this
Open wide let's take a trip
A hit
Danger surrounds every time we kiss
But you ain't gotta clue how I'm feeling
No
Well it's real
Just inhale this shit, blow out behind the wheel
A devils look
An appetite for disgrace
I'm a sucker for the way that you taste
Watching the way you bite your lip
I don't wanna miss
Every time you look at me like this
Playing with fire, a sharp knife that twists
Inside my gut and playing tricks on the heart
You're insane, I will admit
It's kinda crazy how you got me feeling like this
Can't you see I'm falling for the way you misbehave
Dizzy by the way that you gazeĀ 
So unpredictable, so very strange
I'm in love with your damn unstable ways

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Nine Eleven

Brilliant poetry/rap, it definitely could be a hit.Ā 

Following for more.Ā 

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Hj

Oh bless you, thank you ā˜ŗļø 🧔

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Hj

Thank you xĀ 

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Chepe Strada

I loved your use of words i could definitely visualize thisĀ  Ā awesome writeĀ 

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Hj

Thank you! ā˜ŗļøĀ 

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.Rob

This is the style I remember, I think you got the dust and cobwebs off your skills :)Ā 

It’s been my experience the couple times I have driven while being high that I am a way better driver because I’m paranoid. I will be pulled over. Alcohol that is another story!Ā 

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Hj

Thank you 😊🧔

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