Fuck This New Age Of Retarded Shit
• Written by LoneMan • Featuring Dagger, Deleterious2Zandra, and Web_Alternate
(Web_Fang)
Feels like I'm playing N64, with 4 other players
With 4 other strangers, dealing with pure utter haters
Dealing and concealing they ready to be traitors
We share 1 common nature, we grow tired of these fakers
We grow tired of humanities, Insanity, tragedies
Of Innocent casualties, life Is far from your fantasies
It's dark reality, filed with hard headed shabby beings
Narcissist, and their full hearted narcissistic vanity
Stupidity Is Inspired, corruption Is hired
Intelligence Isn't desired, good function Is fired
Would I be less admired, If I just be my self?
Instead of lie, brag, sell out, and hide behind wealth?
Which I'm far from being wealthy, I'm poor like everyone else
I grind plus struggle yes, but does anyone help?
Nobody cares, because people are super selfish
Don't need a fortune teller to see the futures Hellish
(Deadly-Deleterious)
Life Is like a bitch, you can't wait to breakup with
Yet she still persist, she's permanent, (Wait What? Shit!)
She puts on fake make up too look prettier
But looks can be deceiving Inside It looks shittier
Like I said earlier about comparing life to bitches
They only with It, to hit It, then It's time to switch It
Fuck the commitment, they finished, when I'm In stitches
I'm dead life leaves me, she's fucking with another pricks dick
I'm kinda happy I'm dead, life she was a wreck
Always abusive too me because a heck
It's like when you die your divorcing a wife and stress
Too bad I'm still with the bitch with her knife and flesh
No Invitations, It's set yo fuck a guest
Last party they left me a fucking mess plus a bunch of stress
Shit I feel much better telling you ya FUCKING SUCK!
Just SELF DESTRUCT! Isn't asking for NOTHING MUCH!
(Arian_Fierce)
I feel like a warrior In action a combatant/
Fighting for peace, love, and maximal compassion/
But are my actions In vain? can all this be attained?/
Or am I just Insane? can all this be sustained?/
This goal Is painted In my brain, forever contained/
Until I'm slayed away, and my soul Is conveyed/
And taken to a better place, not full of pain/
With happiness and gold grains free, not full of strain/
All fools want his fame, superficial In the membrane/
Playing chess Is a game, until It's over, endgame/
People play to cheat, as they deem necessary/
The world Is full of deceit, and love Is temporary/
You will harm others, and others will harm you/
Numbers don't lie but numbers, of people with arms do/
These empty souls mind as well not even possess 1/
They refuse to be warm yet, you just confessed done/
(Lone_Wolf)
Fuck these Youtube rappers and there subscribers
Bunch of fucking dick riders bunch of cunt whiners
If you 1 of the smart people that calls It out for what It Is
You'll get called a HATER! just because you don't fuck with this
I had enough with this Is why I constantly reminisce
Of times when shit was better I miss those references
A 90's kid, wondering where the 90's breakfast Is?
I'm stuck In the past can't get with the new freshest shit
Can't find anybody to grasp or understand
This concept, I must be the last, It's no wonder man
Plus I hate these big talking, big walking motherfuckers
Who think they this awesome because of fucking structure
Because they numbers are higher than mines and shit
They said your were the bomb but these people are lying bitch
I hope you drop dead then fall Into a lions ditch
And the lions eat you up alive and shit you dying prick
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LoneMan
Member since January 31 2017