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Matthew Rodriguez

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since January 2019
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Mind Control

January 21, 2019
(Verse 1) Its in my DNA to take the head of a priest, Slaughter a beast, Pharaoh blood spilled on a beat, Murda the street cause bro saying talk here is cheap, Your flow is to weak kill you then your soul I will reap, Its a power that's been handed down for ages my mind, I cause genocide hour max is my time, Kicking a rhyme niggas out here dropping a dime, Immortal my time I shine sit there recline, Defying my fate look how my thoughts have grown, Lost mind how I'm living swear they want me alone, I'm just chilling smoking blunts meditate in my dome, Astral plains is my home you can't watch what's unknown, Look what I shown, Slugs spill leave them limbs showing all of your bones, Tell them niggas that the Pharaohs out here waken em up, Shaking em up with words that we deal to yah plugs, Showing us love they low but I'm so high above, (Chorus) Learn shit burn shit kill shit earn shit mind is so pure (they don't want you above) They just killing us, dealing us, no life to give to us, they ain't being real to us (Shoot em with slugs) (Verse 2) I came here by my ancestors Adam and his rib, Tryna to do the shit all these others never did, Niggas doing bids for shit that's way big, Learned the real dealers in the hood is the pigs, If you lack while you eating then they snatching your ribs, I'm suppose to think females really came from a rib, They confuse you fake truth and it is what it is, Fuck being an adult they wanna raise us like kids, Real shit how I'm flowing feel my horror and pain, Part of my game, matrix be tricking my brain, But I'm far beyond that all things I can tame, Don't want the fame and i don't want people dying for gain, We suppose to be free, Corrupted our whole history, And tackle facts, Shackled traps, Prison is wack, Ment to break you down, That's why I'm glad I never been up top, Never been to the rock but had it out with some ops, I was out in the street finding cover from shots, By myself had just my momz no pops, I thank her a lot, For loving me lucky I never been shot, Its cause I'm locked, Shatter all your dreams and leave the whole earth shocked
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