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People Today
People today- they do look lovely but don't know what love means.
So fuck all yall who judge unjustly
today I'm aimin' to strike back thusly.
In my words theirs a message... it's a must read.
For it they might beat me, fine me, cuff me.
Kill me, hide me, after all he was just a druggy!
“Is he carryin a gun? Is he a danger to anyone?” “He simply must be.”
We see these evil sheeple runnin in a heard so steep'll
tryna run me over, tryna endeavor me
much how these father figure types be tryna lecture me
read my mind, measure me
disrespectin me
infectin me
with their own unbeknownst misderected treachury
free work straight slave labor endeavor straight indenture me
like this life we call an adventures free
I see them ask themself is it the advent they see when they look at me and attempt to breath?
am I this or something darker? either or there teachin's bored so this what ima set out to be
an evil doc a mad scientist
for your princess to lick my cock while I spit all this
tell her keep on sucking while I hit on this
just a little toke and I leave all you broke haters bitchless like opposite johny cage slash nicholas
People today like a sheeple charade like a week
old buffet, like the people of crete told to seize up the day
like the weak told to pray to the fates and stay trapped in crates and be not afraid
of the god their ashamed must hate
to spendin their lives livin on a heated grate
to gettin bitchslapped and tossed to the fire straight from the gate
that we should all accept this fate and just sit work pay out and wait is to make death less worse, less work, than fate
So fuck all yall who judge unjustly
today I'm aimin' to strike back thusly.
In my words theirs a message... it's a must read.
For it they might beat me, fine me, cuff me.
Kill me, hide me, after all he was just a druggy!
“Is he carryin a gun? Is he a danger to anyone?” “He simply must be.”
We see these evil sheeple runnin in a heard so steep'll
tryna run me over, tryna endeavor me
much how these father figure types be tryna lecture me
read my mind, measure me
disrespectin me
infectin me
with their own unbeknownst misderected treachury
free work straight slave labor endeavor straight indenture me
like this life we call an adventures free
I see them ask themself is it the advent they see when they look at me and attempt to breath?
am I this or something darker? either or there teachin's bored so this what ima set out to be
an evil doc a mad scientist
for your princess to lick my cock while I spit all this
tell her keep on sucking while I hit on this
just a little toke and I leave all you broke haters bitchless like opposite johny cage slash nicholas
People today like a sheeple charade like a week
old buffet, like the people of crete told to seize up the day
like the weak told to pray to the fates and stay trapped in crates and be not afraid
of the god their ashamed must hate
to spendin their lives livin on a heated grate
to gettin bitchslapped and tossed to the fire straight from the gate
that we should all accept this fate and just sit work pay out and wait is to make death less worse, less work, than fate
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