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Saturday, June 7, 2008

FUCK LESS

definition, split up into two, one half is define,
lives we live inscribed on a plaque there ain't shit to find.
one of a kind?
thats why we all strive for originality,
fuck humanistic thinking, we're just breaking all the legalities.
beneath the skin lies a medley of sin,
oh you're God's child now, did you want a pin?
pursuing the dream it's just a piece of shit illusion,
hysteria caused by the media creating all sorts of confusion.
confusion? who's losin? me not never,
stuck in a selfish world only thinking about yourself for forever.
world peace? fuck that you need to find it within yourself to begin,
pushing rules and ideals until they get too thin.
you ain't a supermodel so whats weight got to do with it?
you just a clueless mother fucker you ask what's race got to do with it?
color is something some dudes can't even see,
skins of black, brown, tan, and the color of pee.
united as one? not in the 21st,
centuries its taking hoping to carry racism out in a hearse.
slowly yet surely society's day shall come,
whether it be positive or negative by the time we'll all be numb.
brain washed you got mental hygiene,
our country's future? all we think about is getting high and seen.
mr. clean? a name not applicable to any man on earth,
until someone comes out and says i'll put our civilization first.
twist it up chop it and please rewind till it ain't kind,
looking at your partner like you ain't got a mind.
blind? from an ignorant stance,
slave away to the media attached because you think you can dance?
please, your mind ain't san francisco so clear up the fog,
ladies respect yourself and don't get taken by a dog.
disappearing from English is a word I call innocence,
in a sense? we aint all pitchin up a white picket fence,
in a trench, where our society remains to climb,
disregarding the rest of the world following your dick just chasing that dime.
two nickels, our world caught up in a pickle,
sin and negativity give your brain a little tickle.
thinking you know shit and acting quick,
you're just a self-centered neutral you aint part of the solution, dick.
living lives filled with lies you commit to shit and then you die,
an unknown path we take, why try?
in a world where there aint shit guaranteed,
people less fortunate scourging their own shit just to feed.
but whats the need?
besides yourself you could give a fuck less,
give me my material things and I could give a fuck less.

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