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letra de 167t thoughts - nonsense

we hang on by a thin thread
concrete haven boasts chances for bread
a lot survive with minimal time
no steps ahead, no vision
just a fear of the landlord plus the feds
vultures exist i know
they fly at peak height, to keep out of sight
then swoop will all might when bloods spilled
pick at vitals, leave you 0, not literally k!lled
just stranded with poor-man thrills
a f-ckin’ pace where you can’t stand still
checks that, barely made it for the meal
i look up, is it real?
that those in the towers could hand us a mill?
an ox told me stop and man will k!ll
eating his own kind to strive…. but i….
can’t stand that deal
but then again some sh-t is too real…

some more extra green
receive sh-t from occupations extra mean
giving power, to enable them dawn showers
i ride with them, all but me on a purpose
they ride to preserve, i ride to to walk some miles for one to come
running from goals still undone…. dumb
my efforts a crumb of comparison to the sheep ant hybrid garrison
my aimlessness, no better than
a stop and risk on a colored fam
all alleged and it don’t escape me, godd-mn
systems that don’t allow me to stand still
thankful cuz i can have a meal
is the chance nil, that in this life
i can am-ss a meal
an ox got strong through the will to k!ll
now i question if it’s for the meal or the thrill
all i know is that i create real….

believe me

- nonsense

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