High horses

I have no reason
the voices in my head are screaming
spinning
faster out of control
no rhyme
time or thinking
it's hunting season
slicein n dicen
cut and carven season
no rhyme
no reason
it's a sickness
having no feeling
living restricted
with life's laws
rules and thinking
there is no thinking
there's just living
giving
taking
sharing
hurting
killing
raping
there is no reason
you ever think its not all about you
no it wasn't all your fault
you didnt do anything
shut the fuck up
we already know your the victim
shit just happens
man up
clit up
keep moving
life's unforgiving
I'm just telling the truth
if you don't like it blow me
here's a noose homie
I'll spit on your C-walk when you stompin it fool
your a tool
being used
get my groove
i serve me
my self and i
minus the dog
but even my dog got more personality then you do
here eat his dog food to

get on your knees
your a tool to
open your mouth and suck on these to
your used
but that's cool
I am to
I'm no saint no
more like a sinner
not a beginner
experienced criminal
locked up for being a fool
once or twice
I'm just saying
you all can get off your
high horses to
mines bigger
faster
and cooler anyhoo