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discipline keeps the mind focussed a sick laughing in the background rivers of knowledge, psychology i got your back if you got mine ancestors stole my land, my brain existence revolves around dollars you don't know the voices in my head they are trying to control me, kid how can they spot my very location? i was born in a dump, my father a drunk my momma died during my birth; my fault? let me blow up all the golden buildings my mind be the place where i make plans people told me that "slang" was "horrible" nobody has to like that, you feel me? my skin color is black and white, you know? don't let them get into my head, **** voices can i walk the streets freely? who trusts me? golden opportunities all over the place don't ask a nameless what his name is he will never tell you but shoot someone it's simply not wise, we want justice when your heart is turning ice cold hour of the ******* hour of the sucker the bassline trembles, i'm shivering females are entering my safe house armed with prejudices and dishonor i'm already dead, words chocked me too much poetry, nowhere to go **** this end, i will come back!
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 11:48 PM UTC
Verses Of A Nameless
discipline keeps the mind focussed a sick laughing in the background rivers of knowledge, psychology i got your back if you got mine ancestors stole my land, my brain existence revolves around dollars you don't know the voices in my head they are trying to control me, kid how can they spot my very location? i was born in a dump, my father a drunk my momma died during my birth; my fault? let me blow up all the golden buildings my mind be the place where i make plans people told me that "slang" was "horrible" nobody has to like that, you feel me? my skin color is black and white, you know? don't let them get into my head, **** voices can i walk the streets freely? who trusts me? golden opportunities all over the place don't ask a nameless what his name is he will never tell you but shoot someone it's simply not wise, we want justice when your heart is turning ice cold hour of the ******* hour of the sucker the bassline trembles, i'm shivering females are entering my safe house armed with prejudices and dishonor i'm already dead, words chocked me too much poetry, nowhere to go **** this end, i will come back!
Today is a weird day.
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M/Inner Shelter
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 11:48 PM UTC
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