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Last Words

Like the refrain of a keeper who got taken for a night stand

The last words of a fool brought the birth of a wise man

Shoulda would coulda became I am I can

I stand,

Up like a hyped fan, hardcore on the terraces

I man

Up on the premises, with knowledge of my nemesis

I ran, up in the heresies of Sadducees and philistines

Casting stone chips from the Exodus tablets to which they’ve been blind

Like medicine for ignorance water for chocolate

Too many yell F the world but I just sleep on top of it

Don’t care if my type will fit I’ve too many keys to be bored

Journalists use their qwerty to hurt me and liberals wont see my sword

Jabbing with rapier thrusts, raping and lusts, every phones a private eye

Which private I will eye trust

Political worlds are warring as our capital goes bust

It’s an economical vasectomy yet we’re all getting cuts

My country was on the cusp before she became a hoe for affection

See we’re already marked by the beast there’ll be no peace till the injection

I’m sniffing jailhouse rock to give my spirit an erection

Ignorance was bliss till I was damascussed by perfection

Now I kill myself to see the light like life was a rigged election

I see immaculate conceptions, conceptual connections masked by safe complexions

The end game is on reference Jay-Z and Obama deceptions

I’ll reach for a holy condom and call it supernatural protection

Only poets read poetry, communists destroyed the capital affection

Now Lupe Fiasco’s Dumb it down is our guitar’s plectrum

So Like the refrain of a keeper who got taken for a night stand

The last words of a fool brought the birth of a wise man

And Shoulda would coulda became I can for I am

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Special Kind of Fool

Am I a nice guy or a special kind of fool?

You’re challenging’ my manhood but I won’t act a tool

Your blatant insecurity won’t hang me to you

If you can’t control your thoughts I’m damned if I do

Tricks and party pieces just to appease you

If I’m not your man do you have a reason to

Give me the silent treatment screaming murder till your blue

Because I clicked like on a photo of a girl that wasn’t you

On Facebook too!

I’ve got nothing to prove, though I’m starting to question

Why you’re so affected before we’ve met and connected attention with affection

Take your head out your rectum, the jealousy’s forcing my retraction

You crave possession of my action for your satisfaction

Shouldn’t fighting for your attraction I want to hold your hand and,

I want kisses cuddles and the candles but paranoia has the handles

Say you’re interested but all your effort goes into acting Bo jangles

You got it all mangled, head twisted at wrong angles

Take me as I am, standard, I can be better than your previous

Experience, it’s wearying, I’m serious, it is delirious

Mischievous I could call it, not exciting or enthralling

This is the ride of your life if you don’t stop I’m stalling

If you’re game I’m balling my poker face is galling

I’m all in I’m serious I toss my chips at you

I should be pissed with those pictures of you kissing random dudes

You hypocrite…on Facebook too

But I’m not you! Trixsta!

You must think your game is slick

I’m a special kind of fool but you’re a crazy chick

True!

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