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***NEW SINGLE FROM THE
"NO MERCY" ALBUM***
Began writing poetry around 7th grade. Wrote first parody in 9th grade. Evolved into writing anger management songs in 12th grade. Futher evolution into writing personal views and thoughts in sophomore year of college. Wrote about anti-war and anti-government sentiments for 6 months. Now I write to just make myself happy.
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"I'd rather struggle at something I love
than be great at something I dislike."
"Find a job you love and you'll never work
another day in your life."
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Shh...this may hurt your virgin-ears cuz i'm certain-tears
Will start flowing as my lyrics run through your mind and meet your burning-fears
As the turning-years go by, our kids will be exposed to hurt-and-tyr/anny,
And be a-feared-of-these, bombs that'll rock the house and our national security
Osama bin-Laden's been-plottin and his sins-gotten us to start packing-guns, clouded-us,
Fuck education and magna-cum-laude, cuz it's all about whose magnums-come-louder
So the government gets scared now with every little bomb-threat,
Police look at all of us funny like we're wearing Commie-threads,
This war on the terrorists, I thought we took care-of-it
But we have a leader talk strong, but knowin' he's scared-as-shit
Sending our men to go, fight and defend,
Like football, they ain't touchback to safety cuz they in the wrong region,
Car, bus, train, mail bombs sending postal-shards,
But who will lead our troops? A guy from the National Coastal-Guard
Everyone thinks it's out-of-sight, out-of-mind,
But every night, in your eye-
witness-news, with-the-news, with-the-scoop
on really who's, gonna make up America's next 9/11 terrorist group,
The Intelligence has never-been more sure of their views,
But why are all the members in the group sporting some Middle-Eastern roots?
What if the tables were turned, every night hidin' in bomb bungalows,
And seeing your grandparents, ya mom, ya dad doin' the tuck and roll,
Ya ass got seen by a higher being, and now they gon' bomb up ya home,
Relatives are never-there, everyday someone stops comin' home
Very rarely do I even barely share these scary views-of-mine,
You know the lines, it's do-or-die, goin' to war is fuckin' suicide,
You might sing it a little different, but Ima bring it to the kitchen
To cook up some food for thought, and y'all gon eat it even if it's good or not
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