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| quote: | Originally posted by mezzir
Every day a new day
every thought we convey
every picture we portray
tryin to live this way
every victim new pray
every line cliché
everything we pray
god keep it this way
thrust into the fray, what do you do
when everyone around is being critical of you
one slipped word on the verge of breaking down and like
vultures they descend and they just leave you to the hounds
speaking of breaking down, my life’s slipping off the edge
there isn’t anything that I could promise on or pledge
there isn’t any way to know what to do next
I’m just climbing a mountain, but the devil’s at the apex
Lets say I’m just another middle class
suburban white 30 something with nothing left to lose
but nothing left to prove either
is there any way to chose neither
failing or following idolatry
it bothers me that while I’m sittin here writing rhymes
someone’s robbin a bank not just to pay for more lines
but to feed a starving family on the brink of extinction
just think then, who is, really, the victim
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Cause if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord correct his mistake
Every day a new day
every thought we convey
every picture we portray
tryin to live this way
every victim new pray
every line cliché
everything we pray
god keep it this way
bitches
hip hop ain't dead, y'all just think hip-pop's where its at |
whoa ! A-TOWN REPREZENT ! lol. im so kidding. But this ghetto-ness feeeeeeeelssss soooooooo gooood.
OK Mezzir. I dont think I can top that. However, I shall attempt:d
strawberry ice cream be this bezchs flava
go knock on da door ask for 1 cup of sugar from the neighba
im sick and tired of doing all my mothers required chore labor
i say-a
good day a?
DAMNIT
you win.
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