OP... - In bottom of the society (min första text)

OP... - In bottom of the society (min första text)

Tja jag tänkte lägga upp en text är nu.. detta är min första och jag vill gärna ha kritik.



i'm attached in muzzle and straitjacket during my struggles,
want to go, but i have to stay cuz' my ruling time can be in trouble,
problems when i'm stuck in my buissnes like robbers,

i just want to live my life atleast one day right, until dawn,
but when i try i will still be by my bibel and pray all night long,
have a good cry when i tell all my confessions straight to god,

a limping solider but a fighter as well, with somthing to fight for,
a family to protect and all his young cousins is one thing he die's for,
cry's more, he was blind before,
now he can see the light with an overdose of morphine on the sideshow,

he is a star in card games but with two ace's in the coatsleeve,
one buck in the pocket and chased by cop for possession of coke and weed,
i'm sitting brood's on thougths how to change the world and the globalheat,
mr. worldleader gives a fuck if the broke poore eat or breath,

Oplanerad.. Orjengx