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Message To The Reader: u dont have to do this, but if u want the best effect on my peice, then scratch one of your arms and do not stop scratching it until u finish reading it. you will understand why im telling u to do this when u reach the last bar.
In this colorless planet,slaughtering becomes a habit,
Rain keeps my tears from being seen,like pink rabbits,
Looking into shattered mirrors,the young man cries,
Im shedding golden tears from my bloody blue eyes,
AIDS infected players,inseminating dead seeds,
Save neglected prayers,desinegrating testies,
Decelerating technology,to prevent this planets obiesity,
Treat the streets equally,so that we can live peicefully,
Poverty stained,parralel lanes that leave us sellin caine,
Then they got the nerves,to blame it on a GTA video game,
These trains have no tracks,so i can never find a balance,
I can not get mates, like Australians with no accents,
They hate me cuz im ugly,i don't belong in the in-crowd,
So i scream silent glory, yet my whispers are so loud,
Peer pressure made me turn into a gangsta for respect,
Benevolence couldn't intercept,evil nails would inject,
My skin,for it seemed to reveal my inner flesh, taped up,
Crying myself to sleep,sticky cheeks when i wake up,
Pillow soaken wet from my tears,backstabbed in the past,
My gangsta friend found out i was rocken red flags,
Throwing up gang signs and cutten class,yellin out brrrat,
So he got mad,and threatened to jump me, but why do that,
He stole my chicago bulls hat, and wrote his name on it,
I vowed for revenge, so depressed with fury,i would vomit,
Drinking n sniffen coke,smoking blunts to cure my sorrow,
I told my nigga the whole story,"meet me early tomorrow",
So i cut school the next day so i could meet up with him,
He showed me something out his pocket,that made my head spin,
It was a small gun,he said"my nigga, you gon' get ya vengeance",
At that point i was down for it,fuck messin with learnin lessons.
I was nervous but excited, i wanted to kill my ex best friend,
Just to watch his life end,who fucken cares if i end up in the pen,
Shoot him after school,and get my hat back was my mission,
I wanted to leave my old past behind,and enter hells kitchen,
I was an idiot,stuck in the darkness,just mer-ci-less,
Then on my way to complete my mission,"its not worth-it-kid",
At the end of the tunnel i found the light,i could feel cries,
I almost sense god's presence,i began to realize,
I turned to my nigga,and told him to call this all off,
He said its all good,he understood instead of callin me soft,
Then i spoke to my O.G. and told him that i wanted out,
Dropped my flag, i felt free like a short kid,who found his sprout,
This true story, is an example of people's ignorance,
And how the world is coated with poisen, and belligerence,
See some are plain evil,but others like me,were just stupid,
Im one of the very few,that over came pain thru music,
Just don't get caught up in our brainwashed humanity,
Cuz if you do,u'll regret it when its too late with fatality,
Then u'll begin to notice that you can't spark your light,
Because the nails of ignorance have scarred your life,
-Bite Your Nails...in other words,Peace to All...and Goodnight-
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