Temporary Bliss from Banana Gang by BlokeSmunts

temporary bliss
i miss the kiss from your sweet lips
life’s so empty like a bag of chips
yo, sips straight from cheap with of whisky
if you don’t love me bitch just miss me

cuz things be not so simple to predict
like a ripple in a pond when a stone is thrown
hold the phone in hand up to my eardrum
just to hear some
golden oldies
folding cigarette papers up with moldy
mary jane
different but the same lame kid at heart
i take the bart down to sf
i guess i might as well get effed up
cup fulla liquor cup fulla soda
jeans cuffed at the crease just a puff and i cease
to exist
temporary bliss
the tempo go to fourth not fifth
happiness just a miss
lifes a bitch

I drown a fifth
I Throw a coin in a pond make a wish
I got a list of people i don’t trust
But they think that were friends hush hush

I crush a soda can
with the sole of my foot
like my soul got crushed
by the boot of that bitch

I got no bandwidth
I got no sandwich
I got no cute girl
I’m just so average

temporary bliss
i miss the kiss from your sweet lips
lifes so empty like a bag of chips
yo, sips straight from cheap with of whisky
if you dont love me bitch just miss me
just miss me

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• chill hop
• joji
• poems
• rhymes
• weed
• San Francisco