This is probably my first rap, 'though not very good, I must admit, haha :P oh well , I just felt like doing it, lol
Peeps, we're so manic;
In this world there's no sense of tragic.
I rap these words like it's somethin' easy,
Like Governments throwing our money in the garbage:
Sleazy.
This ain't no game
But I feel like it's a trainwreck
And I feel like a martyr.
This ain't a train
And I feel like I'm like a postman,
Giving out news like I'm Wayne, Carter.
What the **** does this **** mean?
I'm feeling Moody and ****ed by all,
I feel like I'm a ****ing voyeur
And I feel like cutting out the ratings like I'm Standard & Poor's,
Of all those old cunts that control our lives,
Control our grandmother's money, yours and mine.
We must react, do an act
Work, protest, riot, attack.
I see deaths every day, I see panic and madness,
I see tears of joy, surpassed by the thousands of tears of sadness.
This isn't right, kids are destroying;
They don't have enough guidance, stop enjoying.
Governaments, man up and stop sucking money,
You'll eventually fall
And realize you're just another brick in the wall.