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The Free Way (My Secret Sin)

Death rides this legacy with me Hope floats on this legacy with me Given the chance I beg of thee to see That only death rides this legacy with me In this dignified gathering The chance to live life only seems flattering Under the the heavens we remain caustic critiques For one we are to exhausted to admit it I only wish I could visualize peace for a day Left a peasant to utilize his treasures and feast in such a way As we each lead expedient lives Population needy as infected hives Let me make this brief and laconic Spit rhymes similiar to plates, tectonic Perhaps my good deeds will provide my soul remedy I promise you won't see me at them pearly gates Due to our fathers sympathy Satan says he's coming back Well come on with it, my flesh is forever chapped Organisms grazing in the cemetery Autopsy's blank Sinners praying for the reasons vary Even if I could lift my head My pupils would be blind from the tears they shed And when they hang me I pray they slit my throat Accuzations of riding high Crooked cops wondering where I hid my dope Legs dangling over grit and moat So silly how they tried to strangle me with soap

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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