Loop
10/22/22
They try to get the inside scoop
By beginning to snoop
But they're just full of poop
Like the ground floor of a chicken coop
Rarely intentions honest, too many out to dupe
Pathetic how low they're willing to stoop
Against the opposing group
Regardless if they do it solo or with a troop
This cycle continues to loop
Spinning around in a circle like a cauldron full of soup
Back in the day I use to hoop
But now I hardly give a hoot
They often test close to their death in one fell swoop
It's the root of evil that they continue to bite like fruit
Sorry that it's a hard pill to swallow but it's the truth
Been this way since John Wilkes Booth
Babe Ruth
Also when I was a youth
The same can be said since way before then due to an old tooth
As well as being a sleuth
Continually I just fought
Taking much loss
At what cost?
Continual power shut offs
As well as human contact being cut off
If it does no good then stop giving it much thought
Easiser said than done, when you're recovering from such shock
From here to beyond New Brunswick
Ain't that some s***
That they too often judge quick
Where at all is there any justice?
They stay quiet as a mouse
Or bad mouth
Then drag it out
If there's one thing I know its that all this craps about
As bad as all these damn droughts
Such a sad route
Always passed out
From being blacked out
On top of burning through a half ounce
Inside empty, never a crammed house
Of course at one point I had doubts
Not just words but the truth I rap about
Regardless of if that counts
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2022
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