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~Break Bred or Play Dead~
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IP:
Risen to a New Low
*Sits at My Kitchen Table...Counting Change*
its sad how my life is changin from this Manipulation
that transformed my body into an rotting annihilation
Lack of Communication and even lesser Determination
to stop the marks on my arms from Needle Decoration
Fascinated the Conversation of my own Prosecution
ive Endowed Numerous Penises in my own Prostitution
my retribution failed very well due to the Myths Infamous
Shamed my Relatives "How did i get my Self Into This"
Millions and Numerous Dividends have been Distributed
Bringing Extended Pension to the Many men who attributed
to the Prostituion in the Demolishing there own Projects
Complaining to the Dealer like"Is this all the Rocks I Get's?"
Throwing Fits with the Individuals im Shareing Needles With
Communicating in Tradeings Like Take this Ill give u a Fifth
Then this Cist developed over my Falubian Tubes..Im Done
Just when i thought i Could Quit..Jus when i thought i Won
Takes only One Dumb Conversation to start the Devastation
To Influence your Actions through Several Stages of Aberration
See an Application in Life is Fearfull especially with admiration
My Skin tone is Pink..My clothes stink leading to accusation
Numerous augmentation's ive written asking for my Help
But if not anything else my family give Help for my Health
New Dishes Now on my Shelf..But my skin has Abrasion's
And ive Been Robbed and Life Threatened in many Occasions
Socilization in my Enviorement is starting to wear my Pride
I Visualize my Own Demize as my Life flashes within my Eye
And a Tru Lie Occur's... that Cause my Nightmares to Appear
That i owe my Boss Thousands now im living in Ah New Fear
From my Fellow Peers new Tears Appear in my Self Destruction
Slowly Moving Brick by Brick i Performed my own Self Construction
My Days are in Deduction And let ask u Wha Happend..Do u Know?
How i could of Risen so High...But i was only Risen to a New Low
*Points Gun 2 My Temple*
The End.............
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