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I'm stoppin' the decline when i'm droppin' a rhyme
kids are hoppin' in line for a piece of my mind
My peace of mind has been dragged through a field of mines
and its starting to show as i'm charting my flow
its getting hard to be constantly gaurding my home
eighteen years old and I can't wait to be at rest under my tomb stone
but when I go you know I won't do it alone
l'll be bringing every dude with a fucking bone to pick
angel or demon all I know is that i'm home sick
of all these motherfuckers trying to raise a ruckus
like dick they buttkiss till they kick the bucket
fuck it, i'm changing my name to mc bucket
test your luck and you never know what i'm tuckin
feel like i'm stuck in highschool hangin' with tools
drama so retarded that its making me drool
soon i'll be gone and bouncin to a new tune
till then i'll stay doomed, ruling the gloom
from the dark of my room
even the evil inside grew in a womb
every single days just another turn of the loom
just another cycle of the fucking moon,
so i'm bucking the quo and i'm taking it slow
flowin' with soul going for gold while i'm learning to grow
my status is low though i stay in the know
i'm waiting to blow god gave me a name told me to make it a show
now i'm on my way to bomb the bay while you're on holiday
I'd offer to stay but thats not how you pursue
the day that you hold me back is the last that you'll have the chance to rue
 

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MCSmirk
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