More Babbling From Diiamond Rich
Do you think its disrespectful to curse
on the same lines as the word God
even unaware rambling through society
on a hot plate.
I hoped criminals hooked you like a fish
like the images in my mind last summer
a little to real to be mental illness
It felt like a group of emps got together
for a pajamma party in my head.
And whats up with all the exploitation of
religous poems; hologram tecnology I
love star trek smothered with onions
and volkens on some cloaked rock
Humans shouldn't hurt humans inless its in
self defense, and if so least have the half of
heart to say sorry by f--- you
I'm doubting the whole humanity thing
just like charity just something to make
me look good, deep down I'm the villin and
you know it
I'll get it all back at the end of the year anyway
Not all just some, the ones who can turn money
and power into a mind f--- jinxing yourself for
a petty laugh
I use to get high to Marvin Gaye
wine, the good kind you need a kork for
steak and onions, the good kind you need a knife
and fork for
The midnight whores was knockin on my window
like a heavy hail storm
they never went in from the cold they used the pipe
to stay warm
yeah I said, the pipe to stay warm.
Copyright © Diiamond Rich | Year Posted 2010
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