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Apr 2014
I know how easy it is to **** us,
but don't let people hold you down,
get to the stainless, lose the rust,
do the whatever, not the must,
stare at the sky, not the ground.

I'm not a cheeseburger in a bag,
I'm a gangster in gentleman drag.
Onions come in 9mm and .40 Glock,
all time gets bent on broken clocks,
fresh grilled lemon peppered ****.

Fake **** they got us all watchin'
Kim Kardashian and ******' Snooky
all the while they're pressure cookin'.
They feed us what it is they want,
they don't really want us lookin'.

I know how easy it is to **** us,
but don't let people hold you down,
get to the stainless, lose the rust,
do the whatever, not the must,
stare at the sky, not the ground.

Get a lil' money we feel we really livin,
restin' in a piece of our own oblivion.
Never realizing how malleable we are
and how easy it is to **** us.

I know, how easy it is to **** us,
but don't let people hold you down,
get to the stainless, lose the rust,
do the whatever, not the must,

stare at the sky, not the ground.
Beryl Starkovic
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