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Scam
- I was a kid in a hat, the lid backwards, feeling treacherous
- I didn't care, I was reckless, I had flair and I was lecherous,
- I had terrible temperance, repleted with irreverence
- Friends never ended to attend, treated em with indifference
- Not a fan of them, from arrogant trends stem degenerate men
- To cram a big scam in a verse, popularity is a curse
- Many lies to cram in not many lines, ten left to be precise
- Time flies and these friends go by, fake as something you make, gets worse
- They force cries cause they don't cry, no source to their words, just lies, I slice
- This cake of lies, society make notoriety a bliss, they miss
- The point, the point is we crisscross truth in media, they greedier
- So their message says things, flings wrong ways and flings plays that maze our mind
- So we blaze and try with all our might to follow their sight of good
- Our good's demise until our mood's just delusion, my conclusion:
- Don't fusion with the rest, apply yourself to supply your wealth, be
- Unafraid of exclusion, trade this illusion and confusion
- For happiness
- I was a kid in a hat, the lid backwards, feeling treacherous
- For a mere stare, I felt bare, no flair, I used to care, I sat there
- I felt like a rat when my hat didn't mat ch, low esteem like a mat
- Friends never attend if you're not trend, I thought I ought to try to
- Blend with them, from self conscious trends stem degenerate men
- To cram a big scam in a verse, that austerity is a curse
- Many lies to cram in not many lines, ten left to be precise
- They said I would win if I could fit in, originality
- Is a sin in this time, they pin you out and then they pin you down
- But now I know that's a lie, lay low is not my style, man I fly
- So now I crown what's right, I'm in bliss, got a miss and I don't miss
- The point, the point is we crisscross truth in media, they greedier
- So their message says things, flings wrong ways and flings plays that maze our mind
- So we blaze and try with all our might to follow their sight of good
- Our good's demise until our mood's just delusion, my conclusion:
- Don't fusion with the rest, apply yourself to supply your wealth, be
- Unafraid of exclusion, trade this illusion and confusion
- For happiness
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