Smack Talking Violence Leads To Your Smack Down
It's a big pile of crap
When your talking all your smack
About the way others live
Here's some advice I will give
I would rather be a prude
Than loud, obnoxious and rude
Making others always think
They are no good and just stink
Is it really fun for you
Making others sad and blue
Just so you can entertain
Yourself causing others pain
For no reason other than
You will never understand
The hurt you are bringing others
This harsh cruelty always smothers
Happiness and joy inside
Everyone that you have tried
To break with your words of stone
Never leaving them alone
There's new victims every day
That you always find and slay
Trails of spirits you've broken
Are lined up like shattered tokens
That you step on once again
Your reign of terror never ends
Until everyone you burn
Will just snap and meanly turn
On you with hostile emotions
That cause quite a huge commotion
Knocking that chip off your shoulder
As this crowd is getting bolder
With each curse that's being said
That is filling up your head
And punches are being thrown
While the pains making you groan
Realizing you were wrong
Bullying for far too long
The crowd finally finishes
Your brutality diminishes
Slowly more and more you reach
Deep inside until you teach
Yourself how to be polite
Now you are such a delight
Too bad it took more violence
To complete an end to this
That needed to stop before
The hatred down in your core
Took control and escalated
You never anticipated
All these years of acting out
Would make you turn all around
When you got a big taste of
Hate and anger with no love
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