The beat pounds against my ear drum
It seemed to be sheer fun
As my feet step to complete every beat
There lies the pleasurable heat beneath my skin
The rhythm rides like the ocean
Swinging my emotion into commotion
The tempo had me addicted
My morals; soon evicted
As the lines and rhymes depicted
crimes, with no one being convicted
These outrageous and violent songs
Gradually distorting my sense of right and wrong
Unconsciously depleting my morals before long
With this wrong urge
I was on the verge
Of diverging from my true values
It was confusing
how evil deeds seem so amusing
I was misusing my time
choosing to be losing my mind
before long I was using a '9'
It wasn't me
just wasnt my personality
I wanted a '9' to keep a vibe
so i decided to ride with a '9' on the side
The more i listened
The more I was hooked
I became more of a crook
and shun the book
Sex became a necessity
Virginity, no longer a legacy
My life seemed to lack purpose
so i looked to music for the surplus
Yet, with regret
Music only caused me pain
I almost ran insane
my life was in vain
Yet, the fact remain
"Is music to blame?"
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