It's not too often I find myself appalled by ignorance
In this world today? It's all around us
In every shape and form,
in every color of he rainbow,
and in the eyes of countless ****** souls
Why ******? Why don't you ask them
They'll tell you stories of days gone by,
and if worlds existing only in their minds
What are you afraid of? Change?
While the rest of the world is moving on,
all you do is try your hardest to
"Self-righteous," says the pig wallowing in his filth
I can just smell your ego, and it makes me sick
Justify genocide? Please, I could use a laugh
You've dysentery of the brain,
and volatile diarrhea of the mouth
You'll do anything to make others see it your way,
even if it means gouging their eyes out
I see your corpses, hanging from the walls
Trophies, only in a mad man's mind
The world is your oyster, and you are a glutton
Come near my fair share and I swear I'll be your end
All the world's a stage, and I hope you break your leg
Maybe even rupture a vital ***** or two
You want to make the world a better place?
Either repent, or place this .44 to your head
and paint my walls, red.
I'm not saying I'm better then everyone else,
From my lips to God's ears; you're deaf
And by this, I mean ignorant
Fraught is your soul with the hate you harbor
and the lies that riddle your rhymes
Correct me if I'm wrong,
but you think yourself so much better,
based on nothin more than race, religion and color?
What once were hallowed grounds is wrought with indiscretion
Neither pity, nor shame, and no remorse?
So much misdirection
Your anger bears no truth or reason
You just want an excuse to be the only one left standing,
befause you think the entire world's as hollow as you,
and believe we secretly just hide it
So hollow, but always regurgitating ****.
Where's a good jumping off point? I need to wrap this up
How about a bridge for starters?
You'd go "splat," and I'd just laugh
Problem solved, and I'd feel so much better
All your ugliness, just laid out, for everyone to see
Maybe then; the world could know, how horrid hate can be.