This here is the truth unspoken/ that dark cloud floating in your blue sky while your chimneys smokin/ awoken/ I give you my heart/ when I spit chess open pecks part this aint just art/ rose/ from the dirt Fertilized by shit decomposed/ consider me organic/ floes/ guilty slam the gavel case closed/ this ideological diversion I servin/ time in the pen again/ this time it's Ballpoint/ sink like ink into tattooed skin/ in the quicksand land of Urban ghettos/ where white giants kick over castles made of Lego's/ has God forsaken we/ content to feel powerless and plagued by complacency/ they're setting us up but I aint gone sit and wait to see/ for what/ trust my eyes but not as much as my gut/ jerked by the system so often should bust nut.
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