my ppl smokin pens and pads, all they teachers said they was bad
skippin class but you know everyone of us good at math
subtract the glamor from our day-to-day clamor and keep it real
i'd rather live comfy with wiggers in the hills
than stay here in the valley gettin lost up in the shadows
just to keep from killin my own, settle my beef with battles
and spit this Tums with my kick-drum and cymbol crashes
and stayed hungry so i need it for stomach acid
get them creative juices flowing no tellin where i'm goin
anywhere but here is what i told all of my peers
when they asked me about college then i hit up the Marines
woulda tried the Army but they said i could be all that i could be
and i wanted more than that for myself, not sure what that means
but i don't wanna be a killer or even worse nothing
so gimme a M-16 headed out already on my way
cuz no one on my left or right gon lose they life today...

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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