By Arcassin B.
Let the whispers hit the canvas,
This picture says alot , mad that your mans no hot,
Pushing in this life to keep going on this life but you stop,
Not a ounce of gun power in this place to shoot your shot,
Is your existence not right ?
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Pushing and pushing and pushing,
I'm constantly moving closer to the hole,
My life is so badly , so badly , so badly,
just falling to pieces too young,
So I'm slaving , I'm slaving , I'm slaving,
While trying to my enlightened my aura,
But these humans shoving , they're shoving, they're shoving,
They that their killing me cycle , not torture,
Believe me.. These assholes won't receive me..
Everyone is so betraying..
Its like was you really ever down for me?.
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Wise up to a wise mans words,
Distant myself from the lies,
Never allowing goodbyes,
Holding onto past events behind eyes.
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