we cry for the people but won't die for the people
only side with people when we sigh for the people
but we ride to be equal, but don't like to be equal
i'll die to be equal, hope that life is a sequal
i felt bad abused, a sad excuse, fiend the chance to laugh at you
get mad at you, grab a shard retrebution stab at you
open up, no close it wide, a frigid wife with frozen thighs
that cheats on me but recently, i've turned my eyes and chose the lies
a poltergeist, met a demon told me call him god for short
an odd resort, but omnivores, can't pick and choose what's bargained for
a summer picnic, picked for the winter soulstice
declarin peace on the land, wonder if my dinner knows this
stuff the chicken and the pigs down my throat now i'm stuffed
had enough for a week, can't barely stand on my feet
that sentance ran on, how neat, lookin at my polo watch
a terminated car shop, i broke the lock and stole the lot
been told a lot a tales, but they're stale to my liking
with a striking similarity, to polar caps and lightning
that don't make sense, never did, i never will, never was
never saw myself as someone who's the best that ever was
never so negative, grab the knife out my back
and continue slickin through untill you choose to cut me slack
i'm goin goin back back back to northern cali cali
then south, to death valley
rally my emotions, an internal civil war
screaming viva la resistance, my existance hits the door
i travel somewhere slow, sick of goin nowhere fast
as my past just passed me up, and i'm runnin out of gas
but it's like a game, that we play, but don't acknowledge it
while models get the collegin, it's a 11 bucks a unit for this college and
i'm broke, it's either education or my smoke
my addiction or my hope, my decisions empty quote
my infliction on this world, let's look at it just pause a sec
i often wreck the songs that check my feelings and then cause regrets
i want intent, words and actions can be orchestrated
overrated, almost made it up self motivate it, moses hates it
only jaded apple in the pile, while the merchants keep on searching for that perfect piece of serpent, worth it, and it's worth it urgent
it's everyday things that get the best of me
cus my mind seems to travel and not fit in with rest of me, i'll let it be
but everything is nothing much, traded for a lovers touch
and under sheets, we comfortably, combust into anothers lust
no guilt, spilled the milk, and now i gotta lick my wounds
can't hold a job, I clutch a tune, groovin deeply with my muse
and i zoom zoom, zee dee daa, hold it down with weed and lah
smoking till i'm choking if i'm open i won't need to lie
Later,
-Mk
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