Just Another Day
Just Another Day
Just another Day in Doom, or in shrooms in the neighborhood, hopefully roll one and make it out of the hump out of our blood, out this hood. I don’t want a 9-5, I just want to figure shit out and fuck around. But I can’t take it, I won’t make it, or my children’s children in the next millennium, so rock with me and take a hit, drink up some mercury or selenium, it would be better than the sexualized poison feeding me on TV and magazines in the middle of a coliseum. They used to bring lions here to eat you but you know its evolved to put you in boxing rings, and bust up your jaws, whip your chains, like a shrink, but they just beat you, that’s that not child abuse, what the use of calling protective services, they don’t respect that you’re not willing to obey, it is just a another day so they will find another way to put you in chains whether the hate remains in your brain it is miseducation through white religious political persuasion shit is pervasive spread out the slave trade and entire continents tried hard to break your confidence and cultural consciousness.
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Just another day
Want to make it out of check out or the liquor store
We can’t save power of Him, because the power is sin,
The power comes from within
Based on the gases we live life to have fun in the world
When I was just another little girl with a dream
To have all her diamonds and her grills
Violence is not a medium we are desensitized.
Now my heart is hardened hurting in my backyard
Pull me out this dark cloud. It is just another day.
Media mass communications I’m not jaded or faded by what I see on the TV or fail to see the realness of the natural world in all the beauty of the ugly. If we were created in his image why does our heart not skip a beat, where we can’t find the remedy for state violence, move and shake in silence is perpetuating the annulation of one culture and advancing the villains they stay getting a thrill when the cops are willing to kill.
It is just another time where we are facing our doom what about the possibility of the human race facing an end, could we simply migrate to another state, outer space while our values and our brothers bodies desecrate the thing is that truth is the master wants to you participate in a blank space.
Another mass shooting in the span of two weeks, media is mum, while the cries of Planned Parenthood stay up,
Suspect arrested was invested in the cause, down to terrorize caught in the fall, what is the white middle aged man’s plight, choose to keep them, while exterminating us, because there fear us, can’t find no system that has ever been fair to us, or designed for us, and prides itself on making us, live in fear, cause fear is peace, and that peace brings tears increased militarization brings an infatuation with homeland security, our home has never been secure, but we like to see it in the way that ignores the
America has a deep fear of otherness, at the same time quick catch a case for black on black crime, man by default why is white on white crime, simply considered crime or why are mass shooting solely instituted to be a single act of guilt, white filth but still considered to be indicative mentally ill, the
Looks Can Be Deceiving
White Christian mans are the Johns among the KKK but ask me what the media loves to portray a black is part of crime he didn’t commit, told from the time he is a child he ain’t going to be nothing but a brown piece of shit. Part of the revolution will not be televised, but why cover riots not peaceful protests
If have power tell the truth, whatever is necessary, no matter what it may hurt, for what it’s worth
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