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30 years ago i heard shake your money maker,

How are we claiming save the kids when we talk like now and laters,

I wanna do it now u talk later , u snap like alligators , no favor or no truth,

Say this rythm in my room,

Blame the kids for the poison but we learned it from you,

And you learned it from your parents and they learned from them to,

Thats a cancer,

And I dont have the answers to revolve , Instead we have to stop trying to solve

and make our rights wrong,

and realize we all wrong and have hard visualization and lift to the occasion,

Cause real eyes realize the truth in the eyes of another truth teller,

Kids in grown bodies who probably will never develop any hobbbies,

Just pure imagination if they kept it...

And i smelt it so i delt it ,

Just a big error to the problem,

But were in the womb of space,

So I guess we are a egg, and every egg has to hatch,

and that shell has to break,

So if we all die tommorow we might live and see the day,

Cause a baby being born always crys in the beggining ,

But smiles in the end,

9 months thats the cycle that slowly welcomes the beggining,

Of the end ,

Or the end to the beggining,

Either or we will be born,

So be born with deformities or be born and survive,

But every baby breaks through its either they live,

Or they die

 

 

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