Fuct

by donny   Jun 10, 2004


You thought you where so cool always rocking the blue.
You where stunned to find it wasn't very fun, as you got shot in the back by one of your own, the fellow man, because you stumbled across his plan for world domination to take over all these nations. Now you siting in the back of the cell, saying to your self wow my life is hell and you Begin to vegetate now your nothing to the state. nothing more then some other motherfu*ker siting behind the mettle doors. Now how doz it feel to be someone Else's hoer? all your freedom taken away all your rights put to shame.
everything up in flames all because you thought you where doing the right thing.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Kevin

    This should be a rap not a poem mate...it's too unfocussed and structured.

    I can beat box for you Mr.