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Loyalty and power, I gotta take a shower, My salary’s forgiveness In history I cower. Ahem. The sharpest devils were created in wealth – in wealth That money power getting bad fa ya health – fo yo health I climb the lady of liberty Holding the fire of infamy **** girl, how tall ya. gotta. be? How much a man gotta pay for a woman to be free? If it costs him his life, the debt is paid For just an hour a day, living death is the wage I can’t even start about the water we wade Constituting ignorance, no more to a slave. I predict the government will feed on your hate And product your anger to the tricks of the trade. There’s more to the story, I’m ****** and poorly, Ganked and gory, Just ignore me, Cents and sore knees, forgetting my name is Jason? Lord, please! They’re brainwashing with trumping ****** jumping ****** crazy info? Know what you’re in fo When you Turn on the telly, the venue, is Just another place for kids, welcome, We’ve got another ****** for your cerebellum, Gosh! You’re welcome! Mosh! Jump up, jump up, and don’t frown, when They murdered more babies in jars. Again? That is if your mother’s in a jam... When? I don’t know, half past midnight in the twilight zone, Which means absolutely nothing when a dog is a bone Under your house When you mistake your cat for a mouse. How many things do I have to get backwards For you to realize I’m doing math with slick words Calculating fascination, a concoction, a plantation Of seeds so small they appear not to exist Turn the page and out comes a fist Rattling down the road is canned laughter Wait up a minute I’m down in the rafters.
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Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
The Mass Killing of Nonsense...
Loyalty and power, I gotta take a shower, My salary’s forgiveness In history I cower. Ahem. The sharpest devils were created in wealth – in wealth That money power getting bad fa ya health – fo yo health I climb the lady of liberty Holding the fire of infamy **** girl, how tall ya. gotta. be? How much a man gotta pay for a woman to be free? If it costs him his life, the debt is paid For just an hour a day, living death is the wage I can’t even start about the water we wade Constituting ignorance, no more to a slave. I predict the government will feed on your hate And product your anger to the tricks of the trade. There’s more to the story, I’m ****** and poorly, Ganked and gory, Just ignore me, Cents and sore knees, forgetting my name is Jason? Lord, please! They’re brainwashing with trumping ****** jumping ****** crazy info? Know what you’re in fo When you Turn on the telly, the venue, is Just another place for kids, welcome, We’ve got another ****** for your cerebellum, Gosh! You’re welcome! Mosh! Jump up, jump up, and don’t frown, when They murdered more babies in jars. Again? That is if your mother’s in a jam... When? I don’t know, half past midnight in the twilight zone, Which means absolutely nothing when a dog is a bone Under your house When you mistake your cat for a mouse. How many things do I have to get backwards For you to realize I’m doing math with slick words Calculating fascination, a concoction, a plantation Of seeds so small they appear not to exist Turn the page and out comes a fist Rattling down the road is canned laughter Wait up a minute I’m down in the rafters.
So much energy today this poem had to be done, and though it's more like a rap, the web had to be spun. Enjoy! DEW
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Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
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