Sunday, May 31, 2009

My Society

I have an interior motive I don't need the Shiny cars and fit women,

Societies Personality is Changing

My past Was Full Of Killins' But I'm Still Healin',

Society Has Me In Baggy Jeans Limpin Alcholic Bevarge Sippin/

In The Club Girls Booty Poppin Still Tryna Fit The Image,

Fake Personas, It Aint Real Feel Like Im Living In A Scrimmage/

The Needy Staying Poor And The Rich Still Aint Givin,

The Truth Still Hidden, Questions Being Asked But Answers still Missin/

When We Gon' Change It Wont Happen The Critics Stay Snappin,

Who Ever Tried Ended Up Resting And They Aint Nappin/

Freedom Of Speech? But Every Time I Speak I End Up Scrappin,

They Want Me Dead For The Knowledge I Possess, Im Feeling Stress,

I Decline From Society Recline In A Seat At The Church And Feel Bles

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