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xTr3m3sT
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0 posted 2008-06-13 07:23 AM


I'm walking on a tight rope along fire and flames
this level of fame blames me for my inability to tame
to end this charade, this ain't a game, I'm really sane
running in the fast lane of life, thin line like a window pane
my ability expanding like a great dane puppy
I maybe lucky, I haven't messed up enough to look funny
this self-destruction time bomb is about to reach it's implosion
erosion of my skin falls on the floor and shatters like distortion
positioning my body for a failure of many
like a penny I'm being spent, and wasted like Kenny
I have no remedy, I'm an incurable sickness
sorta like aids, only difference, I can't be studied, I'm nobody's witness
so take this verse, keep it in your head
and feel the lead of my heart follow you right to bed.

People look at me and reject me, but they don't see
the fantastic, unbelievable ability that lays within me
like a tree I'm spreading my roots to the minds of many
and any man who thinks they ready to step to me like demi
can see a decree that will blast them self away
for the day of redemption and vengeance has come today
like a exploding metaphor, I burst with verbal sewage
influences underground made me able to really do this
I'm typing rhymes and spitting smilies
Like families of words my verses stay apart like enemies
readily awaiting this destruction of corruption
for disruption of my soul left me on self eruption
please, see the pain I endure with honesty
for I constantly get ridiculed due to my modesty.

Remember, these letters are formed with a forged hand
awaiting the land of my own homeland
to be revisited by people who understand my own agendas
No, I don't want this to be like ''V for Vendetta''
I'm not the type to fight with a berreta, and blast fools away
only tools do that stuff, I'm more of a brawler, I do it that way
for people to say they better cause' of they skin
needs to get they air head poked with a pin
cause' it's all a lie, and I will deny any racist
who comes up to me acting like some sort of fascist
cause' I'm a man who got the power to fight
in the light, without fright, only with excellent delight
for I will end any career built with dishonesty
and give the riches to the poor people who live in poverty.

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