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
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