Dis-Appreciation
And so that’s it. I don’t think we’re gonna make it.
It’s getting too hard to just PHukcin take it
I wanna break it, Phukc it up.
You don’t even know, how to fake $hi7
So listen biznitch, you need to go.
Cause time’s a coming, yeah it’s a full runnin’
And the slower you get, the deeper your debt
So keep all your ‘pinions, and free all your tension
And breath appreciation, justifying your temptations
Cause it’s shorter than you think
This life’s an island about to PHukcin sink.
You can try and run away, if you want…
In these times of trouble, our mistakes, they double
And beneath the rubble, is proof.
Yeah all the $hi7 we’ve used to PHukc over our youth
So take a look-see, don’t abuse the nookie…
Cause it’s not just pussy, actually has a name!
In a search for fame, in vain, we try and ignore the pain
SO let me tellya, “you’re in danger, fella.”
Don’t ever underestimate the truths of “Hella”
Now what do we have left? Who next do we impress?
Cause for years, our ears, have been trained to go deaf.
But is all good, in this great neighborhood, it’s great. Actually all right.
So quit, just quit your PHukcin biznitchin and be thankful you even get tonight!
Copyright © Robert Addington Wells | Year Posted 2006
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