I Admit it im a Mess, But I must confess.
God Bless, Me
As I am possessed
but never think less. im still one of the best.
My shell dont represent what my soul holds, im so blessed.
But i am always overwhelmed, and deathly stressed.
people say im infected with insainty, but there's no test.
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When your spirit is strained and your limited to change
The lyrics in your limericks have changed
A different hook, the way the sentences arranged
More demented in your deliverance, more sinister in ya slang
Sounds more belligerent when its sang,
The truth...is limitless in it's range
If you, drop a "T" and look at it in reverse,
I could hurt, look at the grimaces of the pain
And its worse when it works, and ya membership is game
But you forgettin the proof, diminishes in the flames
Like poof, the media cause images in ya brain
Of the score of the war where militants is slain
The faces of the guilty where innocence is proclaimed
And they filthy, the death airs outta winners
The listeners outta lames...
Of the ballad of the man, that the son of a minister has became so:
But you gotta understand our differences are the same
What starts in clouded minds, finishes in the rain
Of the fools that I use thats instruments in the game
Where impression is the queen and ignorance is the king
Where revolution is dead...
No candles in its memory, No rememberance of its fame
Jus a mystery no mention in the history of the chain
The enemy, no Hennessey sentiments in its name
Jus a unmarked grave that menaces had to fane
With the propaganda, an images of the gangs
A lost art, no apprentices in the trained
And they brainwashed, no interest in the stain
And the minds weary all the adrenaline in the drain
While the Wrecking Bosses, disassembling thangs
Her highness is the cause, his imminence is to blame
The pride is still here, the pillages still remain, but:
And you gotta respect the position in which you playing
Never let your heart reflect the conditions in which you staying
Even if it's dark, and the temperature is the same
As winters in the ukraine, ya appendages is in chains
Have forgiveness from the start, keep militias misrestrained
Be smart, never indiscrimate in ya aim
Cuz its innocent witnesses oblivious to the thangs
To come the ones that hypnotists keep entertained
And you cant uh, have some resilience in ya frame
Stay resistance and committed to what u saying
Cuz, they'll flip it the minute that you refrain
Read the book and the lines, and literature in between
You gotta be educated when going against the grain
Pay attention, they illegitimate in they claims
They assisted in the killin' and pillagin'
In addition to the addiction, **** is much bigger than jus complain, but:"