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Jan 2014
bottle on the floor
and im spinning
laugh
one more night
to ******* and sinning
we all dance and eat drink and smoke mary
times havent changed and youre all scary
most you pathetic neanderthals couldnt raise a kid
still **** as if you didnt your offspring would have sids
she says who wears a ****** anyway?
while her water breaks six months before graduation day
righteous are the ones holding that book
but most those mother ******* forgot the path they took
we all have been there
says the mother before prayer
break that bread as those poor people stare
homeless are the ones who got greedy
but if god doesnt, then who will feed thee
its damaging to children if they sit too close to the tv
but who taught to turn it on and watch instead of sing like glee
my grandma showed me the guitars
me and cousin fake wanted to be rock stars
id sell everything including my cars
just to have someone sample my bars
Zachary
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