Crime Or Compasion
Crime or compassion, Reality takes a back seat
I'm not going to make it sound like i'm the Instructor
Give me some instruction first
But first you might want to read the instructions
You call it lashing out, you analyze me and call me a physchopath
Yea! in my trunk I felt like i was carrying a dead body
In the deepest part of thought way past death and accidents
At the point of the creation you can't escape destruction
I defy the law of mankind, F*^@ em
I dont deny it, I should be more friendly with my higher ups
more attentive but the past distracts me
If It was my destiny, then I see one of God's masterpieces
One of the laws acts of hate and violence,its the worlds way they hAVE STRENGHT IN NUMBERS
Not strenght in Honor may I speak your Honor
See how i ask for permission and this aint even a courtroom
But still you wanna slam the hammer
And Throw the boook at a productive member of society
But before you judge what in your reality is a crime
Consider you might wanna judge with some mercy
Judges no I dont condemn them
becuz i have compassion
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