2004-11-26 - 4:34 p.m.

got stoned.
starting designing software.
searched 'datum' at dictionary.com.
wrote this:

I admit
we don't use the word admit enough these days

..empires being too sure of themselves
..greed being guaranteed
..selves put on shelves, sold in untold shady dealings, wheelin-dealin's would you like your peni enlarged, dearings?

Quit selling our time, bitches
I'm sick of your slick lip lick smacking
facking get out of my face
I spray the "DEEP WOODS" like it's Mace.
Fly Kings, you are
you just leave and we are
all gonna be alllright
gonna getout withoutafight
gonna think clearly [unfold]
gonna drink cleanly [remould]
gonna act daring [take hold]
gonna start caring [for what we sold]

*gonna take it back*[y'all]
*gotta have my shack*[unh]
*gotta attack*[the 10]
*gotta protect*[all the blind membs]
*[of our race]*
*[in your face]*
you can't take the hate
coming from the foes you create

you got ideas comin out your ass
to push profits and guarantee the cash
you guarantee the hurt, the stake, the takin
you suck the money clean outta the building
you strip the people's power, watch their buildings fall
project their poverty on the city wall
stuff your pockets, deeper, bitches
your time's comin,
coffin
old ideas in the rear
shady dealings
made right clear

rants in the night
against oppression
against the taking of time,
the swaying of lives
the reckless regard
of the uncaring mob.
the they
away, somewhere else
pin the tail on the fucking elephant, bitches.

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