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The Other Half Of The World Raps

Melting madness and shimmering isles The bubble-gum boils in drug pedophiles Let's teach the East to love Western style We come in with strap-on's and pillage with smiles The rest of the world watches their watches People keep saying we're at hour eleven We're changing the design on our gold lockets From a heart to a blackjack, Seven Seven Seven! The college boys assure you that they know the lyrics And the meanings behind them for they've been enlightened They swarm out like locusts and pretentiously parrot Verbatim the textbooks they read when they're frightened That they'll die with nothing to show for their efforts They want everyone else in the world to remember That they did exist on some scale of importance Even though we're just spun yarn of grass, dirt and oceans Intelligence streams the consciousness seeds and conscientious objectors it seems So pardon me for the fallacy of pardoning tyrannical dictator queens It seems these days to be discovered you need to cheat on your spouse or your lover You'd think that with all the war crimes we've seen we would have hung at least one or the other We've got two parties, so pick one or scram! (Look at them squirm as fast as they can!) They're starting to think for themselves again! Quick, strangle the market and feed this man Acid and bath salts and give him some tear gas and send him on in to disarm the smear traps And kill everyone so we'll jump to conclusion with no where to turn, the final solution! I'm drunk again and we're falling in, the shoreline is riddled with explosions We don't speak of the war, we have no comment, we're almost out of original content We're frantically searching for a brand new contest to prove that our nation is still the best Whether you're China, Russia, Israel, Pakistan, the U.K., or India, the U.S. or Japan Let's take all the gangbanging scum out of Oakland and drop them in to the Atlantic Ocean Or better yet, set them loose in Uganda, let's see how long they last in Rwanda. I'm done with religion and socialized medicine, this aristocracy of pull and deception So for once in our lifetimes, let's seek a vision, because God knows people can't make fucking decisions.
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Written by
ryan-bowdish
American
Published
Jan 7, 2013
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the first half: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-world-raps-1/

When I put these together they should hit about a 5 min 30 second full hip hop song.

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