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| 0100306660SAS |
i wrote this walking in the snow.
it stopped snowing outside
but theres an artic blizzard inside my mind
deep freeze like im lost in time
with no hope in sight
praying i dont die looking at the blank sky
cloudy emotions left behind
but i have a frozen knife
and if its up to me ill leave the marks inside
on a canvas of white
cause i want to paint the snow red with blood spilled bright
so ill be remembered as a broken flight
awaiting my turn to ride into the light
see if its as bright as they say
the day has come that my boat is sailing away
unafraid
deep into the realm unclaimed
far from earth and hell's pain
just a dot of red for suicidal fame
i left the snowy road blood stained
cause i stopped my brain
and followed my heart into insanity
forever just a candle flame
that burned out
a soul left for the underground
without a sound
silently proud |
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| OrangestO |
Little kids doing bids how the hell we let it happen,
More than half go back how is it not a trap then,
Parents no pot to piss in, kid no diaper to in,
Still we say freedom comes to those who live in,
The great states and lakes in the red, white and blue,
You say I'm not patriotic, I say you,
No clue what it's like to live broke without a hope,
Yet you vote like you know while the others have to cope,
Crazy happens in a country filled with corruption,
I know enough to know nothing's free, so them,
Too many people want to be stars bigger than large,
Instead of taking care of a community torn apart,
This is from the heart, so curse me for being true,
But think before you judge cause in the end it could be you,
In the meantime do what you do stay in your biz,
And make sure to think about the future of these kids,
America the pimp, the citizen a hoe,
The rich are the rich and the poor are the poor,
America the pimp, the citizen a hoe,
The rich are the rich and the poor are the poor,
It's a sad state of affairs in these black and white times,
I'm not talking slavery, I'm talking rich and poor lines,
That divide and give pride to those of the one percent,
Meanwhile I grab the pen and pad and I want to vent,
This is meant to grab your attention and lend,
A picture of a perfect world but a perfect world has never been,
I've been trying to make a friend but too many snakes slithering,
The news seems to confuse the truth it's delivering,
We all have a medicine,
Whether it's a joint of weed, words, or a lesser than,
Get the lesson then,
I'm messing with the bottle of the gin and juice and stressing when,
I'm acting crazy as hell and far from a gentleman,
The world made me this way, I need to break the cycle,
I remember back when most said I was psycho,
Now I'm doing college , debt and knowledge ,
Get a piece of paper out of it and it's off to quit, |
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| OrangestO |
Cold nights, in a hot state,
So many young souls need a hot plate,
How the we treat those who fought great,
Came back home and now they not great,
American hero, tell me the cause,
American soil, I'll tell you the flaws,
The city streets a real version of OZ,
Cops on the streets grabbing us like claws,
Ready to catch and snatch anybody on the loose,
Handcuffs, the modern-day nuise,
Shotguns, they aim and they shoot,
When they weapon up and tie up the boots,
Get rid of the suits, replace them with honesty,
Chances slim, like a jackpot lottery,
your lies, coming in like a robbery,
Revolution, that's what's it gotta be,
They want to take away our freedoms and our liberty,
Cage us up like animals and throw away the key,
Ain't no justice for the powers that be, and we see,
Who exactly is our friend and sworn enemy,
Money makes no sense, when rent's due,
Get a speeding ticket, which prevents you,
Paying your bills on time, online,
Half a day wasted in the courthouse line,
What's getting ahead in the American Dream,
When you fighting to survive in American greed,
Humble in poverty, the arrogant lead,
Ain't no vision but a wish of the innocent freed,
Smoking my weed, trying to calm my nerves,
Sleep is a need, to find a lawn or curb,
Kicked to the ills and the chills of the streets,
While others make mills and steal from the weak,
No need for the luxury, what about basics,
Dollars signs lead the blind and we face it,
I preach patient, passion, persistence,
Maybe, it's time to preach a resistance, |
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| OrangestO |
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| OrangestO |
| quote: | Originally posted by 0100306660SAS
looks like trying to be sophisticated on here went out the window in less than 5 minutes.
and then you wonder why the world is trash !!! |
And here I was trying to enlighten you with my raps, yo. |
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| DJ Sarah H |
| Thread edited - please stick to topic (for a change) |
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| Silky Johnson |
WHO THE EDITED MY POSTS?? OMGGGGG RAGEEEE.
edit: I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!! *shakes fists* |
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| OrangestO |
Deleting posts, lol.
Those weren't even NSFW. |
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| DJ Sarah H |
| quote: | Originally posted by Silky Johnson
WHO THE EDITED MY POSTS?? OMGGGGG RAGEEEE.
edit: I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!! *shakes fists* |
shush now and play nice :p |
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| Silky Johnson |
| Better than the OPs posts. Oh well. |
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| OrangestO |
| quote: | Originally posted by DJ Sarah H
Thread edited - please stick to topic (for a change) |
How is my drawing of drake more artistic than my animation of a half-naked man with a subway footlong? |
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| Innocence Lost |
| Yeah you rage sucka. |
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