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my war

what you screaming for?
i'm  standing right here
thas jus how we talk here in ghost town
a motherfuckin shark ate me
you might even fuck a fat bitch or two

i think i'll go down to the shelter today
pass out the sweaters from when i used to be skinny
i wanted to do a lil spoken word
but without the likes of jessup
i thought it might be a bit preachy
he must be binging again
i always wonder where he gets the loot to do so
don't think i wanna know
but that animal
has talked us both out the cage
could have got us both a new whip by now
potential priorities
all that jazz

i had ten to sell
two to myself
i took twelve
course i'll make up for it later
i must be the illegitimate son of ol evil
i can get paid
gettin over on vehicles that don't run
like it ain't nothing
of course the tail lights work
jump in turn it to the left
ill go ahead and check
yep no prob were good
next thing you know i'm jumpin the turn styles
back to runnin a train on your mainline
 with el grande black balloon
me and tyvan
he must be satan's salesman
he sure as hell puts me on every single time

i tried to tell the preacher man
stay away from the street merchants
they mean more then just to solicit
redemption comes in many forms
you ain't jet li and ain't always gotta be the one
i saw his favorite chalace
while pawning my father's medal of honor
funny how that looks like an inverted pentagram
illuminatti
i think not
stars play tricks on you every time
i re wrote some love letters today
better late then never is bullshit
at least you  tried is a goddamned lie
but i'm still here
not everyone would say it's a good thing
i walked into the ocean
after so many somas
i had no chance of swimming
woke up naked
next to an asian man on the beach
i was wearing a brand new watch
he had on alligator gucci loafers
a fresh hair cut
never met the man before
but he apologized for my father's cancer
i knew he had his hands full too
so i just wished him well
and attempted to re climb that hill
one more fucking time

what you screaming for?
i'm standing right here
that's jus how we talk here in ghost town
Written by johnrot
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