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Just to clear things up also, this is not Havocc.. This is Nostradamus, I was just having a bit of fun playing with peoples heads.. I cant be fucked finding links.. So heres from my notepad.. 2 of my battles on this site.

Topic: “Falling”

“We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
US Declaration of Independence

The Evaluation Of Law
Look,
I seek knowledge from the man behind the pen, define a trend..
See I skimmed views on equality only to find your lying again..
There’s many men, marginalized, and its hardly disguised..
And these patriotic toxic lies are still Regarded as wise..
I aint pessimistic, yet my predicament thickens my arteries..
I’m unemployed, you say health care, I reply with pardon me?..
It startles me, these philosophies faced at my kitchen table..
No silver spoon, I was condemned to never be rich and able..
The system aint stable, its based on ideals that’s all appalling..
Truth is we’re forgotten puppets to governments,
.................................................A nd were constantly falling..

The Worlds Conundrums
Were falling ill to aids, teen pregnancies are becoming rampant..
Our rivers stagnant, embellished by chemicals ignoring chances..
To stop this poverty, it bothers me but equality’s a fucking joke..
Stipulations of being un-privileged, is staying inside a rifle scope..
We chain smoke, and people are always dying from second hand..
But the health systems run by capitalists.. That cant understand..
I quit believing man, these people opposed to electric execution..
But they happily, every day, kill themselves with their own pollution..
Plus the constitutions confusing, in fact I’m losing respect for laws..
I try to decipher societies lies, but sadly can never detect the cause..

Corruption Of The Mind
Eradication of my sanity, my nationality actually racks my mentality..
Constantly in angst over issues of insanity, possibly my bad reality..
My dad brushing me off, never talking man to man with me, neglected..
Like an infection, never respected, I’m the art of loneliness perfected..
A close inspection, proves my views are based on immense injections..
Corrupted mind on heroin, actions laced with intense perceptions..
Of street life, my right mind was long gone before my sentence..
What’s equality? I was fucked by their system without repentance..
Plus endless trenches are constructed to separate me from the rich..
I’m falling victim, my predicament lives the saying...........Life’s a Bitch..

My Physical Situation
I’m straight derailed, impaled on the pole where my flag sails..
My Government did me wrong, calling correction... Packed Jails..
My worlds stale, cant pay the rent, but hell bent to feed my kids..
I’m struggling without electrics, no water and no food in the fridge..
My life’s shit, sometimes I’m off coarse with traumatic realities..
While facing fallacies, incorrect, always resulting in technicalities..
And abnormalities, see I’m tragically walking life without support..
My last resort of petty theft, earned my sentence from a criminal court..
With deep subliminal thoughts, enforcing my daily mental breakdown..
Suddenly realizing Satan’s a permanent resident at my place now..

A Greater Perspective
Where does it end? I could go on forever questioning issues..
Debating views, yet I’m guessing the public~really~aint~amused..
Look at the bigger picture, expand your mind, you might find..
That war, famine and corruption~currently control......Man kind..
Plus my right mind entwined inside~the conundrums of equality..
Their laws bother me, honestly, its as if authorities conning me..
See their systems a mockery, and I don’t need to explain..
I’m simply feeding your brain, with truth’s~that’s clear and plain..
I figured their game, decided I aint playing cause its absurd..
Shouting at the top of my lungs the answer....
.................................................. ...........But nobody heard..

(Even the greatest civilizations, are falling asleep on the curb.)

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"Seeing The White Light"

"I have a dream, that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today!"

Martin Luther King.

[The Image – Racial Bias In Rap]
What’s with the world? People really mustn’t give a shit..
Anymore cause my thoughts~just~reside inside a pit..
I need to quit, but my conscience keeps me in control..
If it wasn’t for lyrics id be known as a lost soul..
Truth be told, I never really cared about front covers..
But magazines are always so biased about our colors..
They don’t care about how dope the last single you wrote was..
They just care about pop charts, I swear their oblivious..
And I cant take them serious, their visions are all delirious..
Relating to a trend, that’s growth rate has me fearing this..
Generic lyricists, hearing his name and now he’s acting..
Not even a fraction of action until he started rapping..
Now he’s in his own world high horse acting spectacular..
With immaculate flows & hoes, sucked dry like Dracula..
However meaning in his lyrics is non existent..
Praise the system they didn’t miss him, but he aint on a mission..
He’s just wishing folks don’t realise he isn’t dope..
Acting nice to paparazzi, snorting lines of coke..
His whole world is fictitious, Id break his fucking face..
Cause raps just a stereotype, its all about your race..

[Untapped Potential – An Understanding]
Are we accepted? Or are we pushed into the dark?
Feeling misconception, like steel swords through the heart..
My fine art of lyricism’s, constantly being neglected..
Cause its our skin pigment, deciding if were respected..
Sometimes it feels like, this white light tests my mentals..
Cause being white in rap, is like writing with broken pencils..
Its aint easy always fighting to gain the upper hand..
And nah this aint slavery, but now I understand..
The true power of being held back upon my mind..
Constantly facing discrimination against my kind..
My flows perfected, got potential to be the greatest..
Sometimes I hate this, but I’m always a pessimist..
They call me a specialist, till they fucking discover..
That my face is white, it mustn’t be matching the cd cover..
Shit, I feel another, systematic flaw in my game..
Aint it fucked up, what I love, drives me insane..
But who’s to blame for this mishap, is it the media?
Cause true rap is from within you, not what their feeding ya..
Its all lies, defining rap through popularity polls..
It aint lyrics, its who’s image they can control..

[Seeing The Light – Chasing The Same Dream]
I wonder if well ever learn to set aside our differences..
But distance in our culture’s why we fail in many instances..
It seems as though were being led around on a tight leash..
By trend setters, that kept profound letters that teach..
Racism, lies, violence and disbelief..
That left certain people, with immense amounts of beef..
I’m not sold on the idea that peace should be a law..
We need war, cause struggle is what most of us live for..
I’m just saying we need to realise equality is trife..
And uncover the burning rag that’s blocking our own light..