Rebel
• Written by Sparta
Ok, everythings ok, when they say its ok, its fine,
but i dont fucking listen to their lies,
they tryin keepin me in line,
but my beliefs is out of style,
i say my freedom is mine,
dont give the little kids the wine,
cuz its a messed uup, messed uup,
fuckin world, you gotta post up,
to protect your fucking rights,
You do your job you do your girl,
you do your work and i do mine,
thats how the world spins,
im just positve,
they give us all these laws and rules,
to keep us fucking lost in it,
To keep us in fucking line with it,
but the messed up shit, is we god damn rhyme
with it,
we take our shit and time with it,
we're puttin all the money most importantly
our minds in it? And then rebel away from it they
say you fucking crazy,
society's a fucked up world?, it could be maybe,
they sayin you be fuckin, and smokin,
and are they fuckin joking, prove em wrong,
just fight back, give em a hat, tip, to that,
and when you look at em closley,
you can see their words are choking.
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Sparta
Member since July 8 2015