Sunday, October 10, 2010

Thirsty


Submerge my cup, there's no more water

Hide yourself little lamb, lest you prepare for the slaughter

Put up the yellow tape- the whole world's out of order

Hide ya kids, hide ya wife cause fathers are raping their daughters

No peace, no sleep, no silence, so why even bother?

No more lying to ourselves, save that for one another

Face value of trust gone down- sell your soul for a dollar

Times getting so hard, can't get the black ring from around your white collar

but some things still remain the same, young men tryin' to holla

Society's deemed her as a 'ho' so that's what they call her

Walking a thin, tight line, so there's no room to falter

It's Money that you're chasing, and you still haven't caught her

Pollution in the air: RED ALERT! This life's a halter!

Thirsty for redemption, submerge my cup

There's no more water

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