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November 21, 2007
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Walkin on the train tracks, about 4 am/
It’s a plain fact he can’t control the agents in//2
His blood stream, gushing at a slow drip/
Live or die on a night like this it makes no diff///4
He wasn’t feeling the party to put it lightly/
so he dipped into the night with a distorted psyche//6
he wore his nikes loose like his morals
but self esteem aint something that you can boost from a store though/8
the pot head demeanor covered up his inner tension/
for the most part, 20 years of life and 3 interventions//10
intoxicated now to where he couldn’t finish a sentence/
the train coming towards him on the tracks represents//12
the fact that life’s coming full speed and he’s not ready
to pull weeds and get his hands dirty clocks heavy//14
times crushin him, minds rushin
chasing the feeling of getting high for the first time//16
he cant remember it, but he wont forget
so many things he’s done he can’t tell himself he don’t regret//18
maybe he was so far gone he didn’t realize
the train was almost there, now he’s frozen like a still life//20
eyes dilated facing his last vision
maybe he wanted it this way the impact hit him//22
body found next day, family notified/
now mom sees his face every time she close her eyes//24 ( no goodbyes)
without knowing why
another broken toy
I come complete with all parts but need assembly/
Put me back together from the pieces I remember being//2
Make me better and stronger with your technology/
Able to speak with my heart so you’ll remember me//4
Holed up in my room like im bilbo baggins
Making beats every day of the week, stil those saggin jeans//6
Still a bookshelf with only magazines
To most high culture assholes with plastic dreams//8
Still obsessed with black culture stressed with fat ulcers/
My Music’ll Break the mold of your average rap sculpture //10
Walkin thru the dark with our necks in the noose/
Til we jump on the stage, get fresh and get loose//12
Another broken toy, to you I’m so destroyed
But when I speak to the children they’re gonna know my voice//14
When I welcome them to step into the open void
And know something close to joy, who’s broken now? //16
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