Horrorcore

Life get's fairly complicated

Words you can't state without getting discriminated

Life is like Monopoly one day we'll be eliminated

I feel were all already alienated

Life is far exaggerated

Most people live life just puffing drugs

Letting it ride off there shoulder with shrugs

Convicted felons still threaten to blow with slugs

Hidden drugs under house rugs

The plugs that make us wanna be thugs

The music is now corrupt, most have literally no meaning

Beating a core and seeding, and hopefully succeeding

Creating a society blessed off how their dressed

And the poor are left stressed off of other peoples thoughts

It's the Internet is how the young people are taught

Now tweeting instead of having common folks talks

Having now endorsed walks, Watching children like hawks

Correcting all flaws, As soon as one withholds there withdraws

They all applause, Blowing wind of circumstance like an exhaust

We all preach to be the boss, But too poor to afford the cost

Look what not only America has caused, We believe upon disregard

Avoiding the factor to be scarred, We all just need to hit restart

We all just need to start from the start, Before we all fall apart

Market is off the charts, For expensive Cuban cigars

That we all hide in carved jars, Wishing to one day be stars

Before a rapper can fulfill each of his bars, They all have to take part

Not riding along like in a cart, Words are memories we embark

We all speak from light and dark, But when angry

We thrive to cause a spark, And maul an enemy like a shark

But not all smart enough to go to Clark

So the unarmed unwilling are called retards

As we all discard the feeling of remorse

None of which feel the source of the course

But I search and find the voice

It's all a choice, to live with a Rolls Royce

Or to live in a shanty apartment with noise

We all used to grow up and play with toys

When we were just young boys

Had to avoid the point to make them disappoint

But as paranoid as a guy after ever verse uses an Exclamation-Point

And robs a joint due to the data-point

He's unemployed, Looking for a job like Floyd

But remains stuck in a void like Lloyd

Grew up just being toyed

And now hits like an asteroid

He's pumped off of steroids