They called this the white world until we started beleaving -No good jobs for us so we started piloting and thieving -MacDonald’s not an option start the trapin’- White cops laughing watching us walk right into the man tarp -Since we cant be sent back lock us up, Contain us- Assassinate our leaders before we found direction- Keep us lost in the world of the white man
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November 6, 2012
Lost In This White Mans World
September 24, 2012
I fought to feel free
See my badges of honor
Scars on my soul
Ive paid my dues
I deserve to breathe
August 8, 2012
The tears on my face won’t ever dry
Cause the guilt in my heart won’t ever die
May 1, 2012
I can’t find love- I need an escort- Speaking on a whole differeny level- I think shes an export
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When I See My Best Friend Crying,
“I’ll be right back, I’m about to kill the nigga who did it”
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When you unexpectedly find a dollar in your pocket.
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and they’re all like:
and you’re all like:
” Fineeee”
then next thing you know...
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That pissed off moment the vending machine takes your money and keeps your snack
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When you're seriously trying to watch something and your whole family decides to have a competition to see who can be the loudest.
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Anonymous asked: a poem about waking up alone and realizing how extremely lonely you really are.
the overwhelming expanse
of an empty bed,
wake up crushed
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omg yes its raining now i dont have to feel guilty about staying inside all day
