yo son, we living in the last days twin.....kids doing grown bids it's like we still slaves nah mean? kill yourself on a 9 to 5 for the clothes and food the economy allows us to have it aint no different cept instead of farming a peace of land we now farming the whyole damn thing>
IT'S LIKE.......

empty crack pipes-water with no filter and rust sites-late nights-with street fights....... hold your cross tight-
with no belif in god but there is a hell-when your life amounts to a 6 by 9 in jail-.....
blind massess triggers is they only brail-the last language spoken in acapell-before the rhythm of gun spell- fire... another victom fell-
poverty- man betrayed they sovernty...
when thy brother is an enemy- for wanting the gems that covered me-never treat them brotherly.....
just as products below the economy-
when the 5 dollars that doesnt mean anything-allegedly-can let them live another day but its with guilt and degrity.....
broken fire hydrens- kids playing drowned by guns...guns that drowned by police syrens- no jobs availble if you aint viable but welfare is hiren-
drug crave- heat waves- jesus saves-but UNCLE SAM is pointing at minorities to remind them they slaves-
the master race is ignorance-when man believes he has the chance-but waites for oppurtunity to knock or shoot him the glance-
pissy halways-shitty days- a father sleagn-acid rain-poor from his eyes as a tainted child feels the pain-
broken concept- women become nomads with sex- but the irony
is they 90 percent- will find they home in being infect-remeber A.I.D.S is discrimenent-nobdy asked for it but it still claims the innocent-
world news- martin luther killed for his views-if they did that what you think they plan is for you-
they aint no poor righteous teachers it poor studentets- when they lives seam prudent- and all they see is single parents fueden-
to make a dollar so of coarse they take it to the street- you were there once ..you know we just gotta eat-
it's like me educated in mason, 5 %, and illuminatti- that only means a G.E.D to bad i done get paid for keeping my temple godly-
a faalen soldier for a fallen land- a gentle touch for a lifeless hand- this is the home of the free but the gravyard for the damned.