My 9th grade critical analysis of our beloved country |
As I fite da battle of pen and paper I savor the thouts that are tapered flirtin' with danger but ever safer like a baby's laughter calm as a late nite but as peaceful as ever after piercin' the silence of the streets' golden rapture I've captured the look the one when u gaze upon a crush I hear the stars and the skies above I hear dogs silencin' their pups as i cum bak 4m Dreams "R" Us I awake 2 da cruel sarcasm of a robbing n progress nevertheless holdin' bak my intelligence I wonder how much did he get? it's like that a preist dies or a car is jacked dats da norm since planes got jacked and buildings crashed and presidents makin' jokes about world crisises and cash I'm like damn look @ dat I wonder is Saddam sane is Bush content with unwelcome fame will this nation ever be the same or true 2 it's name United cus the only united i c is the kind wen u combine paranoia and greed so many screamin' 4 justice dats just it it's just us gettin' just ice and cold shoulders it's just not rite how da system is a lie hypothetical but hypocritical @ da same time it's a fine line between dis and dat dis bein where we're goin' dat bein' backtrak 2 a more peaceful time Y it gotta take a rap song 2 open sum of ur eyes 2 wat most of us hav nown 4 a long time so many political rinses sometimes i think so hard my contact lenses crak 2 resemble benz symbols dat i can't afford neway so i'll try 2 get a job and holla @ u on a lata date |