Siftin thru the sieve
unaltered by pet peeves
inhibitin my psyche
and makin me want to leave
a leaf of the heap
but deeper is where i creep
underneath the radar scope
my hope is that you grab the ropethat im lettin down into the hole
grab a hold and pull
im gettin you up an out to see past the tarnished gold
dont use ya pen to sell ya soul
indulge in materials
otherwise ya find your mind rolled up packaged and sold
to the highest bidder no your not a winner but a sinner ate for dinner
by the devil
his plan is sinister he'll minister
disaster and plaster your face into a mold
you are the dog and your leash he holds
so obey
dont sway away fro the grain
or else your lif will be filled with pain and labeled as insane
this is the name of the game how to gain your fame
you first must be lame
so the industry can tame you and claim you are the best
apart from the rest even though your not from the west
residing from a cess pit rhymin with no wits
imagination sparkless
shrouded in a cloud of darkness every word is meaningless
so peep this
dont be a marshmellow fellow
gettin forced into a mold
and pulled down into the fire below
poked by hot metal stepped on like a pedal
so my advice is dont dabble where the light doesnt show
dude dis da shiiiit!!!
golfgod68 1 month ago
get at em
MrShadow1213 2 months ago
Dood
AYEMang 2 months ago