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The Strange Kid

I used to be a good kid Until I went to the tree of knowledge, Now nothing is Good or evil Just the power of my will, Do what they wilt So I smoked cigarettes to look cool, Hanged on trees to chill Walked on white lines to experience the other side, Took antibiotics for my stomach aches. I tripped and fell asleep Now im trying to wake, Everyday is a marathon Everybody on my tail has gone missing, From strangers to family and mates Annihilate is the motto, The terminator has returned Im here to save the chosen kid, The past me, So I stand greater then before and after, Life full of turns and booby-traps So I use my God given eye To see the great beyond, Bombs away to all O' Lord. Genocide to the people Until I resurrect my equal, Looney G aka the lonely kid The psycho me, Fall in between now you an enlightened being, Back sides and sticks now you a G. From playing chess with Jesus To gambling with Satan, Man we all mates All this is inside my head, So nobody sees the heaven and Hell Just the quiet kid going mad, Screaming! There's something in the corner of my room, Just beneath the bed, Crying now but I'll rule later! Got the keys in my front pocket Blue print in my back pockets, And I wear a white T shirt To complement my dark complexion So I seem saintly and stronger than all men.

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