Your Politic
• Written by Cozgod
honestly your politics, they give me the shits
talkin from the federal scale to contested friendships
you're misinformed, your opinion is devolved
sitting in the stoneage waiting for the rest to reform
from old to youth, fightin' for ignorance not truth
i fight knuckle and tooth to get the fuckers removed
I sit alone from noon to the light of the moons
hopin' you'll listen up soon, please stop being abused
what is the resolution to this corrupt evil delusion
trying and loosen the grip, to be considered a nuisance
that's the price you pay when you starting a movement
Branded Che Guevaral terrorist for laying the pavement
step by step walk closer to the edge of my psych
write what i find and relay it back over the mic
explore into the night, with a gun and a knife
strapped and ready to fight, not for your nikes
I fight for me and you, but not for the fame
it might be strange but it keeps me from going insane
because of that i'll
keep on writin'
keep on typin'
keep on rhymin'
always executed with expert timin'
look where left, financially stranded
they dont understand it, silver spoon granted
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Cozgod
Member since March 9 2015