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Lannie Johnson (Mr. Superintendent) (My Secret Sin)

Split two razors and a line of coke Exhale the dimes and swallow the smoke Nine-twenty-one, eighty-six Gamble my life like lottery picks Cry tears of blood and see what your god does Bringing future problems To those who so desperately want to solve them And to think that I could be all but immortal Swap Sorrow and throw my sins through a portal How did you make my list The elements that have gotten me pissed Tears no longer fall from my left eye What more can I do, besides consume meth and die “Curious to know why” No one wants “Sweet” to reach the top Better yet pull out the heat and beg them to stop Now I’m more than desperate to leave such an ungodly world Depressed as a toddler that’s oddly curled The accusations you brought The courtroom battles I’ve fought I’ll never make it to heaven For I could never forgive you The only punishment Is to lift you from hell and give you I’ve taken this community to a level In which the sunrise ain’t even elevated, Ever! Just another angel with forehead extensions Suspect is inching Next to me, your platform is a pondering invention Only faces with political smiles receive honorable mentions Got a purple heart, for smirking in the dark Jotting things down with my right hand Seems you got to fight to stand And I’m back from the edge of town Carrying a bloody sledge, my heavily hearted frown

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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