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Jun 2013
On the real I think people like  to be controlled..
Cause what they call freedom is not freedom its really the lost of the soul..
Global powers in lust for oil and the gold..
Bullet shells and precious metals..
These wars are not God inspired these are mans goals
Christ is my blacksmith so this is not the *** pointing at the kettle..
Pledging to a flag is like a builder pledging to mold
Like this house won't take your life..
Just like siding with the wrong just because it feels right
Tick toc..tick toc not too much time left
Running this rat race but you can't out run death
Its like trying to race a bullet.
Running flat footed...
I advise diving for you get shot..
You cannot hide when its time for you heart to stop...
Oh yes its that real..
I guess that's why people don't want to chill..
See a yellow light punch it before it turns red.. .
Get your life right before you turn dead..
What does it really mean to be ahead..
I don't know  but people want everything fast...
Fast cars, fast cash, fast food..
Fast when you crash your diet no one is disease
proof..
Fast electronics it better be faster if its new.
Accelerated class quick college degrees too..
Timex time piece.  
Wartime deny peace..
Time on credit pay it for your interest increase..
Time at a residence locked in a lease..
Time is forever will it ever cease.
Time spoils food now there's nothing to eat. .
Time like a run on sentence it could be shorter. ..
Time changes things like a dollar bill to four quarters..
Time is challenged like walking through a line minefield..
Time waits for no man It doesn't yield
Corey Conduit Wilkerson
Written by
Corey Conduit Wilkerson  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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   Jasmyn 'Ladi J'
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