The Newspaper Can Be Harmful

The paper I’ve read well advertisements make my head swell
But misled as hell these articles are like particles people fell
On the front page in headlines that fed minds false information
Read and sniff with ease as a stiff breeze blow send vibrations
Of coolness to my body, get my brain juicy while I hang loosely
Like an empty bag so much news that touch the blues of life profusely
The newspaper thrills a nation when it kills the reputation of folks
The devastation of quotes can leaves accreditation in smokes
It cause shiver in the hood when it deliver goods in writing
That should be frightening has all the things that be igniting
Violence in the vicinity must silence the enemy its biting
The soul of the city with a bold and witty search to find
The nasty not the divine classy to them crime is sassy sometime
News reporters are insects that suck the blood from the good
Leave crud and mud in the hood vampires on paper and should
Retire see fire in their eyes, the press harass society
And cause a mass variety of problems in it entirety
A worldly warning on early morning as this jive lay in
Your driveway you don’t need it to survive a day my friend
Shy away from the headlines of destruction you could end
Your on-the-job frustrations