Mind as A Gun
By wise
time tickin rhyme spittin race against the clock live fast study hard don't let the living stop throw the clock out the window watch time fly with norespect for living there's no respect for dieing driving imaginary things it's just metal people think happyness is found in machiens so what happens to happyness when the metal is dissasembled crash, burn it's your turn to meet your maker sinner cover up your natural beauty with the worlds makeup ghetto, hip-hop, poetry, beatnic who am I black boy with grammer mind as a gun one in the chamber finger on the pen like a trigger stylo frapper papier ( pen hits paper ) bangs the hammerplease excuse the spelling. Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 03:56 AM PST 0 • 9
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