August 8, 2012 § Leave a comment

I never felt more alive than riding shotgun
In Klein’s green 5, until the cops pulled guns
And I tried to smoke weed to give me the fix I need
(What the game did to my pulse) with no results
And you can treat your nose and still won’t come close
The game is a lightbulb with eleventy-million volts
And I’m just a moth addicted to the floss
The doors lift from the floor and the tops come off
By any means necessary, whatever the cost
Even if it means lives is lost
And I can’t explain why I just love to get high
Drink, “life!” smoke the blueberry sky, blink twice
I’m in the blueberry 5, you blink three times
I may not even be alive
I mean even James Dean couldn’t escape the allure
Dying young, leaving a good-lookin corpse, of course

Jay-Z – ‘Allure’

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