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My lyrical thread

lazygit

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Hey peeps id like to share my written forms of expression with you all see what kinda responses i get.

I don't mind constructive critism i write mainly for myself as an outlet. Poetry/Hiphop

Hope someone can relate.

Much love
 
Unemployement
Welfare, JSA, Tuesday, getting paid today
Dreaming, laying in bed, gotta get up be watered n fed
My moma wants me to get a job and make the bread
I'd rather get head and listen to records instead
I sent my CV here, I sent it there as a matter of fact i sent the fucking thing everywhere!
Employers don't care, No, throw my application straight in the bin, I donno whatta gotta do in this world to finally win, bring some real cash in.
Don't wanna flip + spit on burgers at Maccie D's, plus im too fucking white to work at KFC's
So you see I can't get a job no matter how hard i try, no matter how many lies i tell in my curriculam vitae.
 
break up blues

I brushed you’re hair and held your hands
I was always there when you needed someone to understand
When we first met you took me by surprise
Extremely flattered I took on my very own disguise
I neglected myself as a person, forgetting my own individual needs
So when I sit back and think its no wonder how the situation conceived
That’s why I’m here and you’re no longer near
You’re so far away always imagined that you’d stay
My memories of us together are stored in the crevices of my mind, they interrupt my consciousness all of the fucking time
Making me question everything I do, Interrogating the paths for which I need to continue
You had me tight on you’re short lead
I couldn’t breathe with you pulling on my sleeves
Now I’m free I can totally see, just how much you had a hold on me
But my lungs hurt, you’re the cancer inside of my throat, you truly are the obstacle making me choke
You’re the scrape that’s continually aggravating my tongue which would eventually heal, go numb then be done
Back of let the scab form, you’re like a rose with only the thorns
The flower is nowhere to be found
Trust me I’m sure
Girl seems innocent but posses all the characteristics of a whore
Easy come, easy go,
Girl you had me like a yo – yo.
 
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