This is an open mic
But there's no bulletproof glass here
What you say
Will directly affect your pay.

Your best bet is to keep quiet and listen up
That mic in the corner is poison
You're not ready to handle it
Organize your thoughts and come correct

Don't be
Another casualty
Think about what you're gonna say
Before you spray

Somebody will come from behind
And give you more than a piece of mind
Leave you breathless and bleeding
Leave you toothless and weeping

So think about what you say, son
This stage is a trap
This mic ain't so open.
This room is a meat grinder, and you're the meat.

A warmed up tube and a sweaty board
Slippery steel sloppily chattering
underneath my finger tips
The space is dank and hot and my ears are ringing

We've been over this a hundred times
What's one more
Or four more
Homeboy forgot his lines

A cigarette hangs from my lips
and the sweat constantly drips
My shirt is soaked
Brain probably fried from all the **** I smoked

But none of that matters
There's three new songs to get down
We gotta tighten that **** up
Get it all packaged neat for the rowdy crowd

I wonder if I was the only one in the room worried
Probably
All that went away as soon as we broke in
Properly

The song
The set
Free *****
Gallons of sweat

Memories that I could never forget....

In a country where the shelling never stops
Where the winter's winner won the war of words
When the anger blows better than the strongest winds
We will work; our fingers cut right to the bone regardless

You're a fighter fighting fists you cannot dodge
Like running recklessly through forests with eyes closed
Its all downhill from here
Slippery sloap; soaked with blood
Hurdling towards the wood cutters wedge at the bottom

See the snakes on either side
Keeping you in check on your descent
Gore fills the bottom's torment on either side
You hear the weeping willows cast their final tortured cries

But now you're waking up
Your bed is soaked salty sweaty from nights cruelty
Your fighting once again
Reality's grasp settling slowly in your mind

You raise to shower to do it all again
This is the hour to join the work of men
To climb that hill and push your boulder to the top
To go back home and fall asleep and dream the end

I don't need a lot
Just a small corner of you
Just a small room with a view
To all the stupid things you say and do

I've been judged my whole life
and I no longer care for what you think
about what I think
Your words are rotten and you're starting to stink

All that stupid **** that you spray
Tongue wagging around like a worm
Your pompous piety has you twisted up with your jaws set on stern
You're not even real, you're just another Ferguson
First name ****.

Keep your eyes in your head
Keep your mouth on pause
Keep your scorn towards the beliefs of others written in a book
Unpublished
Unseen
Never heard.

But for real though
******* man
You're not a real boy,
But you're a real *****
Mouth moving a minute mile
****!

At the end of the day,
nobody ever gave a **** about what you had to say
Ever!
So just give me a piece of you
Please!
I'm begging!
I'll tear you all apart,
Set you on fire,
And watch you turn crispy,
Critter!

On the bus,
But not so much.
We go round and round
With smiles turned upside down

Pushed aside
Try to talk,
But we're not doing this is all I got
Lash out
Anger
Bitterness

Frustrated
Aggravated
So mad the tears won't cry
Stranger in my house that wants to die

I don't want that though
No.
Just want the stranger
To go

Never signed up for that
Never ringed a finger
For the "Oh, by the way"
Hair trigger

It's like a canister unchecked
Pumps
Pumps
Pumps
POP!!!!!!!

I don't get it man
Everything was pony boy
Til he came, and you let him
I didn't want him hear, but you didn't!

I'm tired, but I can't sleep
All I do lately is eat
Drive and cut grass
I'll be glad when this **** right here is past...

So the debate is coming soon.  I'll sum it up for you:

Clinton to trump:  you're a racist white sexist biggot rich guy who hates immigrants

Trump to Clinton: I am rich.  I do hate illegal immigrants.  I've seen all of the highly edited commercials about how "sexist" I am.  Where did you get the racist biggot part from?  Oh ****!  I'm totally white.  My bad!  You're repugnant and you lie about everything you possibly can.  The proofs in the emails.  Oh yeah!  We can't read those.  You BLEACHED YOUR HARD DRIVE!!!  Oh.  And you're a liar.  Just wanted to reiterate that.

Clinton to trump: I didn't know the emails were classified.  I thought the little "c" stood for ****, so I deleted all the derogatory emails in protest.  Whoops.  I shouldn't have said that out loud.

Trump:  starts to go off on a tangent about how great he is and how many ******* people he knows.

Moderator: palms his face, stands up, and walks away (in his mind).
Reminds the candidates to answer the questions and stay on topic

Clinton and Trump in unison: what questions?

The American people: bend over, lather up with some KY, and bite down on the leather strap for another 8 years of ******* *******.

Obama: drives by on his way to go play more ******* golf with a smile on his face.

Steve: tosses a coin, picks heads, and votes for his own ******* in protest.  They'll probably do just as good a job as any of these other **** nuts.

Good night America.  It's been real!

Take your insides and tie them in knots
Rotted guts
Spoiled and pungent
Repugnant and bitter

Forget focus on good things
Spend your time and energy on another's opinion
Empty air
Wasted time
Fading light

Hot syllables should fall to the ground
in cold air
But people still stop and stare
Mouths agape
Faces contorted
Focus gone

These words control us
Manipulate and rob us
Tie us down
Chained and bonded
Won't let go

Let it go man.
I know they hurt you
I know
you have to let it go
Chains crumbling from rust
No more mistrust
Eyes lightening
Shoulders unburdened

Joy restored to those who realize
that they are just words
Nobody's bleeding
Nobody's broken
Stand up
Dust off
Walk away
Untouched
And
Alive

Let the bitter ones who speak unkind
Die in a heap of bones and blood
Lonely
Friendless
And fallen behind the rest of us.

Moving on....