People

people are people

from the churchgoer laughin at you with a grin

even tho already you well aware you gonna be nothing

but sin.

that may be the case but be fucked if im the type to go out like all that dust in the wind.

people are people from the black president to the white russian

people are people from the case worker fussin with this broken hearted kid who wont stop cussin

im tired of people being people with their hatin then their lovin

these people dont know how not to be evil with their pushin and their shovin

I used to sit idly by a lonely kid all my life on the floor

wondering whats it all for?

Wondering whats more

besides growing up and copulating. indoctrinating. Thats what got me still I wonder why I ever stopped and waited

instead of just headin out the door

sure we was poor but I doubt i'll ever get used to the fucking bore.

Thats why you see kids growin up and robbing stores

pushin chore

getting shot up heroine inside their pores

an italian my grandfather would have said thats amore

ironic my generation dont know what love is
we all loveless... good people some would call us... rotten to the core