Defense Mechanism
Upon my enemies' faces I study their looks analyzing the meanings like I'm reading a book reading their lips as the words slide right off of their tongues naturally I'd take offense but in their eyes it's fun do they use all these insults as forms of defense well I'm not a fool there's no way to convince me to believe it please have common sense as I'm writing these rhymes my heartbeat grows intense they think what they say is affecting my life but I am not phased I'm still living despite all the ignorant words that escape from your mouth so what I'm not worried I just block them out only person I need here is me in my head my enemies may exist but to me they are dead I've still got my pride not a tear has been shed go ahead gas me up my tank needs to be fed By Glenn McCrary © 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
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