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Intergalactic

10/26/17 On the radio the sound of static Got some bad habits Broke many but am still an addict Beyond all the semantics Life isn't always fantastic Occasionally graphic And tragic Not going to panic Or become frantic Slight brain damage Still I manage Burning and earning cabbage Working hard going savage In the beginning hardly had s*** Now am so close I can almost grab it Working outside and inside an attic Then going in and out of traffic Occasionally eating food that is organic And other junk on my palate These fools are plastic Being far too dramatic Unwilling to bury the hatchet Taking care of anything problematic Being pragmatic Changes in tactics Keeping my balance Using my talents Across the planet Out of this world intergalactic Being enthusiastic I always wanted money and a bad B**** Just trying to avoid being in a straight jacket Out to help my family live lavish Before I vanish And am in a urn or casket

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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