I've seen brighter days. Love is fleeting. Government is restricting. My own increativity is the ultimate muse. People hate me.

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Brighter Days

How much of my heart can be poured onto this page
How long can I write of my fight till I have come of age
How long will it take me to be released from this cage
Of wisdom of living of thriving for all of my days
If you were in my shoes then how would you tie them
With the velcro? Would you know? About how this goes
About how hard it is to create music and flows
To create like a god and not give in to temptation
Lifes turned to syndication and mere re-runs of masturbation
Salvation to me has become another word for violation
Violating my rights to masturbating and to fight
Not to party but to fight for my right to be a creature of the night
Battles raging on from here in America to Zion
A lion tears down and a burning bush only makes worse
The first to be put under an American Patriot curse
Every time I here that Bush speak I get the urge to burst
Not like an Alien but that even though I am failin
Ship once was sailin but it's going down and I'm bailin
Hailing down, dropping all my hopes and dreams
Hoping that someday maybe God will here my screams
And until that days comes I continue to shun guns
I continue to use the fist as weapon of choice, the only one
The only one I could ever trust or ever love
As I punch my way through life were others would push or shove
And as I push my way through the obtacle called existence
I can hear the singing voice of love calling in the distance
But from my position I'm wishing that I could just see
But I'm blind and I find that love is just another enemy

I've seen brighter days in a river bed
I've seen brighter days for those already dead
I've seen brighter days in a panhandlers cup
I've seen brighter days so just don't give up

I advertise my crys to the god up above
I despise what I devise, dramatized thoughts of love
Hoping maybe that theres a girl out there for me
But until that day comes I continue to be
I continue my perserverance despite my incoherance
I'll make another apperance despite any interferance
I'll continue to keep rapping despite any incidence
And I'll keep going on my own path despite any defiance
I'm the official sacrifical lamb spill blood for music
Even if it's artifical and superficial I still will use it
And I'll be what I'll be when I grow up we'll just see
Or if I'll just looking for good times in my memory

Open your eyes and analyze the artificialized rap disguise
I've been desimized and critisized, Terrorized and of course dispised
I've been puelverized and ostracised, Systemized by demise
I've been demoralized and dastardized, Dramatized and eulogize
I've been generalized and hypnotized, no one still could memorize
My music will never be on the rise, so I compramize and demonize
I revise my deal with the devil and get immortalize and idolized
I'm The Necromancer Atra Ludio Lord of the Flys

I've seen brighter days in a river bed
I've seen brighter days for those already dead
I've seen brighter days in a panhandlers cup
I've seen brighter days so just don't give up

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Originally posted by Bruklor Nec is just dumb

I'm taking that as a compliment.