I haste I taste ways of life,

On the eve I leave,

With my anger I grieve…

With my anger I grieve…

Torment to the extent hell-bent.

My sanity in humanity is always tested all the time.

My daughter loses her virginity She’s fourteen in the vacinity,

But she say’s its not a crime.

In the month of June I’m told money will come in soon.

But it’s the same old tune,

People telling me of my misfortune.

On reflection I can take dejection,

I just wish I had some capitol protection.

I haste I taste ways of life,

On the eve I leave,

With my anger I grieve…

With my anger I grieve…

Torment to the extent hell-bent.

This dood said I have a job do ya wana start,

You don’t have to be smart.

What you saying that I’m thick!

You trying to take the mick.

So I hit him my fist electric,

I did deliver it made me shiver,

How I can snap like that.

I now walk a little older a little boulder,

Hoping to capture my old rapture once again.

I haste I taste ways of life,

On the eve I leave,

With my anger I grieve…

With my anger I grieve…

Torment to the extent hell-bent.

Things changed I met this girl she was the bread-butter,

I would go into a splutter a stutter she was fine.

I would chase after full of laughter,

Until I had made her mine.

We dated simulated life was unpremeditated,

Life was so dam fine.

I soon began to learn as our love lost its burn,

She was with child I said proceed with caution,

Still she went ahead and had an abortion.

I haste I taste ways of life,

On the eve I leave,

With my anger I grieve…

With my anger I grieve…

Torment to the extent hell-bent.

Our love making was not hers for the taking,

Heartbreaking, so earthshaking.

I became again vicious ambitious, wary repetitious,

I would not be second best,

I headed of Northwest.

With my motif my spell was brief,

I had to get away I had to call it a-day.

In Detroit I arrived ready to resurrect,

Ready to inject some order in my day.

Sat in pubs so choosy who I chat to when boozy.

One pint then two then another slugger yeah bugger,

It was a place to linger until I could figure where to go.

I haste I taste ways of life,

On the eve I leave,

With my anger I grieve…

With my anger I grieve…

Torment to the extent hell-bent.

Then this woman made me whistle hairs would bristle,

Eyes of opal I had to taste I had to sample.

She found me a job it lifted the gloom,

Our lovemaking would consume.

Penetrating her honeycomb it found its home,

Like a porno movie topsy-turvy contours curvy,

Sex too complex we created a vortex.

Wow extent hell-bent…

My first kid goes to school he looks up to me its cool.

Now I just snigger at all the hardship this little Niger,

Has had to endure.

I haste I taste ways of life,

On the eve I leave,

With my anger I grieve…

With my anger I grieve…

Torment to the extent hell-bent.

Life uncomplicated…

We wedded…

Now undivided not misguided…

Life was splendid as God intended…