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Aug 2018
Get up and put on your shackles
Then hop in the rat race raffle
Just make sure your gaining capital
Cause thats the only cheese
That we bend to at ease
And they know that geez  
Who’s is they?My apologies
I assumed obviously with the hypocrisy
That a 9-5 would get the economy
Cause we the horse hooked to the chariot
That parade around the one percent
Then take home nothing but lint
Yet still expected to pay rent
But that message don’t get sent
So suffer and eat fast food slime
That food ain’t real
Why do you think they call it a happy meal?
Cooked to perfection cause
If your mouth stay full
Then change can’t come about
Can I just get out?
From dinner to the playground
Our kids are manipulated by their sound
Who you thinks controls the radio?
Not no tidal
Cause the real idol
Never show themselves to a rival
So they get dummies to bellow out the trap
Then expose every flaw
They have so they feel fat
But the torture doesn’t end
Since they need the youthful win
They introduce a blend
Pharmacy ingenuity
A tablespoon of promiscuity
Then fill the rest up with celeb foolery
With the double cup
To make sure they drink it up
So who’s the real female pup?
Enough
That’s why I whopped Willie Lynch ***
Cause to do better I have to beat the past
If you feel same then open your brain
Read before opening any social site
Cause they money comes from Carnage
No not no open mic but actually
The same people that made America
Great again you see
So misinformation is our assassination
Next unify cause it’s just you and I
Who cares if you like dresses and still a man?
If you willing to stand then you can hold my hand
Cause I’m over all the hate
We can make the world a better place
Stop waiting for the government
To make its case
Men if we going to get somewhere
Then let’s not stare or chase underwear
Our queens need they crown
But we can’t have a kingdom
If your **** is used as a noun
So if you with me then grab the semi
And pop open the Remi
Cause 2019 y’all gone feel me
Miguel Carmona III
Written by
Miguel Carmona III  28/M/Atlanta
(28/M/Atlanta)   
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