so, i'm chilling like a villian
and i'm killing with a million
on my mind, in the rhyme
don't think i got the time
to do the crime, but i wonder why
i still cry at the drop of a dime
with his words in my brain
i go insane in the membrane
like beastly when the mans in me
in my head, in my bed, wearing the jordans
with the red
he's ill like a pill
he's the chris to my jill
zombies walk all around us
people act like they ride the short bus
but we're still us, with our fingers up!!
ps: my life is still a mess. -__-
so, what if we lived in the 17th century and we still had kings and queens and the caste system. men could have multiple wives and children and everyone lived in happiness, yet feared for their safety at all hours of the day. There were no cops or judges. Just the stupid guards that would listen to everything the king said no matter what, or the queen or king that would sentence anyone who was convicted of a crime. Would life be easier, harder? --It's just a question, but to me democracy is just so much sweeter.-- (watching Game of Thrones, so my mind is clouded with british accents and death. lol)
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