When shit hits the fan

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i have no idea what i got my dirty face in
im pacing,
heart racing,
i'm lost and confused contemplating
flipping out and making all types of mistakes and breaking
deals, and burning my bridges
shit is real!
as if nothing else could go wrong before christmas
I cant even have a decent meal
so much for forgiveness
what is this?
Lord's my witness
I take nothing personal cause its always about business
but i'm sick of this resistance
This division, that's in existence
like all the broken promises that never go the distance
yet promise for next time but only with your assistance
its, crazy, but never seems to amaze me
mommy said vote democrat is how she raised me
but i wouldn't vote for em if Trump secretly paid me.
praise me cause i tell the truth in the booth,
the way it's made to be.
 
maybe
thats why so many people hate me
and now betray me
plotting to raid me, trying to run game on me
not knowing they should be more afraid of me.
and better think twice before playing me.
amazingly,
but life shifts, as we exist
and only seems harder as we resist
no matter how hard one insist
im guessing it's just that some aren't born for risks
may be genetically born with the gift
lets say their asses got skipped,
 
maybe their momma fell or tripped.
cause there's no other way to explain this shit.
its like how the fuck did the rap game turn to shit??
how come more people aren't picking up on this shit??
its like honesty came and went,
message sent as i let it rip,
recording on my phone while im driving in the whip.
now i'm the bad guy for speaking truth
ain't that some shit!!!
yet it's all captured on surveillance cameras it couldn't be sadder
while cops pick and choose on who to abuse in the slammers
just to prove who's badder, while no one resolves the manner.
fraud judges are slamming hammers, this shit is going bananas,
their just making it harder for us minorities to climb up that ladder!
 
what happened to true justice, when the American people mattered?
i voted for the fucker who made my pockets fatter
loving my 401k
cause i was sick of America being the laughter
of red lines that were designed to define a president without a spine.
invertebrates
google it online
the truth never escapes
on .gov sites to help you liberate
you don't have to be Einstein
to connect the dots and combine the fine lines that'll activate your mind,
that'll give you the ability to recognize the bs and see through their disguise,
their already trying to ban baby is cold outside
their lies is no surprise controlling the media while our freedom slowly dies.
now Rudolf the rednosed reindeer is next this time
I just will never understand, how they continue to still have fans
wait till they notice Frosty The Snowman is playing with kids without any pants!

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