HEAR YOURSELF

Mon, 01/22/2018 - 05:24 -- HEARZ

Ready ready wanted to there was this old school dude with the big nose hanging out with the little kidS WHO knows why 

wasn't very important you see the next thing I tell you is going to be a short one he began to swallow his spit so that he would not spray and as he 

licked his head back you can see a little gray his voice was kind of scratchy and it showed his age and the clothes that he wore were borderline gay didn't matter this old man had a message has the kids gather around you could tell he was a blessing look your children the old man said if you listen to these corporate motherfukers your dad by this s*** and blue green or yellow but tomorrow is gone and you'll have to find a new purchasing a purchase so you can spend your momma's purse kid which meant that you had to have money which meant that you had to work which meant that you were a slave for a bunch of b******* quirks don't fall for this lousy Street game Hustle where you work 40 years to give away your muscle that is that brain in between your two shoulders that does not get exercises at all because you're too busy dying with the grip pull up paper they call money please please please do not be a simple dummy check it you think you want to be 

Loaded with money. because the media told you so you might not understand now but when you were 12 you stop growing because the dreams in the motivation you had rowing back and forth in between those two shoulders you call head was all gone just a dream you already haLF DEAD. in a simple way he put it like this give up on your dreams give up on yourself give up trying to pretend like you had some kind of self see in this world you got to hustle for some credit and if you got some credit than you can spend it till it's gone live live long and dad like a slave getting played by yourself and everybody else that has something else to say chances are you already well on your journey to waste your time your brain power and anything else you were born with I pledge allegiance to the corporate America companies that came into your home and stole your ideas so that you could be happy it's truly amazing how they split this game off into your brain off when you had no choice than the next thing you know you are slave by dreaming of a Rolls-Royce or something stupid like that or even better let's do one match that's twice as wack like packing guns and shooting people selling drug game hustling catching felony suspended In between what you was told what was cool you was told out of that like you was told what was wack you were told that you like them vicious to do anything better than act like somebody else that you saw on TV or your cousin Stevie it doesn't matter just given up on the whole idea that you're special again I pledge allegiance to the United States Corporate America tax in your ass every time you try to pull out your wallet and spend some of their cash

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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