world reality

15 Mar 2005

·dream

now let me show you we al come from differnt places dishonour in the races is there only god that can save us the way to escape this is the turnin you just missed so give up and hit this no respect living wealthy upperclass blessed and healthy no thoght to the elderly god please help me or am i just reminisin a dreem thoughts screem livin passiate the game blessed upon me livin life to the full extent criminalised in this thug living true god send trappen and imorisalited wishes violent attacks on sniches the second time that im in getin stiches hitin out on a true baller runnin his mouth is this all the rap game is about well let me say that its now or never i chosse now caus its always for the better there is no way that i can live brought up on material goods that im done with trying to explain to myself that the land needs help but really i ought to think of the wealth hell nah i done wit it i aint givin up ill be toerant till my plans currupt and the door slams shut ill keep hollorin at cha im the next best thing standing near margarat thatcher nothing beats her but ill still try to match her maybe i can not publicaly speek but in my lyrics you will all hear me and hopefully see the true living that i seek discrimination against me by the police tring lock me up because they hate me staring at there vehacal is this a violation caus they tryna lock me down like a mental patiant giving me grief they inpatiant i wnt tolirise this hatred i hate the socity in which i live i wish i could stand up to the pigs that bring me down and try to descarce like im not mankind and a part of their race caught genis trapped in a rap senstaion beat down for tryna help my nation people ask trying to maintain the temptation life lead by this constant interagation i carnt increase the peace as the peace is now deceased it wont stop till the elderly can walk down the streets with ease and finally feel free you gotta realise that rap is a moraltity of poetry as i try to explain to the people that no me the whole law is a travasty of justice but a responable resoning we would grow to miss so put your hands down and give up and be stuck lost in the slums living a dull life with no reson or try to do the best you can stand up and let the world no you became a man chemical warefare infants killed with bombs children half apart screeming for their moms life lost scattered distance long term reminisence pain and destruction the only witness tryin their best to hold on but withered and withdrawn as living is a waste no longer a reson battle hard war brutallity scares these people menatlly once again suffering for the peace wasted and deceased vile coprses lay with the men who seice to breath as they lay with their comrads on their there knees and this the image that we free the image we want our kids to grow up to see and teach them to belive that everything that happened was a dream and the hole war side is not what it was cracked up to be we got to to change the way that we live as no longer life is built on instinct we no what is to to become as we grow as men we try our best to live on on and let go them no way out violent pains and shouts gunshot errors men bleeding from their mouths half blown to death screemin not wanting to be left and to be put aside like all the rest but the whole media side brings reallity to descrace it dont show the true feelings and the scars under the face just the death toll and the place and what tony blair is desiding to do which land he will mess up and nation he will screw and all the plans that he has for me and you to create a better living and an economic persue so as the world moves keeps goin hopes now high but the memory of many lost will eventully die as those that remember will them pass on on and once a agian proove that the world is wrong we got to to change the way that we live as no longer life is built on instinct we no what is to to become as we grow as men we try our best to live on on and let go them so can we actully follow this message can the world actully listen or am i to young to teach what the wolrd is missing do i not no what im saying is all that i what you to hear just slowley decaying is your memory lost are you runnin for all a cost are you so brought up in your life that your the boss forget the holecost and all the pain because keep puting life to one side and we will never change infact we will all stay the same trapped and twisted mesmorised by the gifted the ones who want to see the hopes lifted sides shiftted everyone around creates a world decline as the feelings as set upon us and are no longer mine this is possibly thw worlds worst crime we got to to change the way that we live as no longer life is built on instinct we no what is to to become as we grow as men we try our best to live on on and let go them feeling the evil conqure and devower and the hole world comin to a hault like the twin tower biter distrot people there hopes turner sower nothing yet to do but cower living the rest of there lifes built up on the govements trust yet this how there trung to turn all of us its a public outrage caught us like plague but with black death there is a way that we can be safe away we could get away from the anger and dismay and listen to someone with somthing real to say just help me life aint about couler or race its a struggle to survive in this retchard place but if we open and broaden our horisens the day will come and be silenced a land without violence

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