i’m rappin right now, it’s true believe it/i swears it/no one cares, it’s stupid anyway, i don’t know what i’m saying like helen keller/spit be spraying/ blind deaf and dumb, bums askin for change/mental ranges sliding like the American mind set/my rhymes get/ snide bets of failure, like Magellan i lose only 84 sailors/the emperors tailors couldn’t fake it like me, take shit light-lee/you might be too close too see/the feminized straw man burning brightly/this banshee guarantees free sprees of glee/we agree so don’t flea just abuse this decree, get yours and ram whores/get into that that hookers bourgeoisie thighs like that sham wow guy, what a fucking guise/he raped a girl through cries then kicked her outside, went back in the hotel and sniffed some blow/as the police gathered below/ he said woah, what the fuck are these police doin here, fuck you bitch i found you there, give me my headset and some sham wow gear, look over here/without sneering/it’s endearing when people take their jobs that seriously/ career-i-ly dominating life preying on strife with rife disguises headsets and quick suprises, money will fuck you up, you’ll value life because of money, it ain’t funny you think of yourself as powerful because you got a wallet full then all of a sudden the real you comes through for a how-dee-do, your jobs through rent’s due, your mind feels like poo, shitty ideas in a stinky situation, go back to being a fly on vacation/ a panhandling degenerate bum like a fly breeding in shit/ they don’t even tidy the place they sit and ask for change every day/the same guy/ if i hadn’t purposely kept my change his kids would be in college, ridiculous shit, i will not acknowledge the need to leech, go to the fucking beach and fish shit out of the sea, jesus christ, sorry god, by bad, you ain’t sad? that’s rad i’m glad i can start a fad called jesus taxidermy, it’s where we stuff dead animals full of things but try to make them look holy, kind of that book that’s an oldie…? oh yea, the bible/simplistic libel and instrinsic drivel, sorry this rap ended up being about God, butt for all you sods i say go for it/ abortions in proportion/ extortion and distortion of what we are, because nothing matters after death, not even death itself matters it’s the rest/ there here and now, the so called “test”/
sorry i have to end it there, this has been a mind splurge, i had to leave work come back and smoke a few, i was going to lose my fucking mind.
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