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Classes
I've got something to say about the state of union today
it's not a union, sometimes i wonder if it ever was
United states, united people, is it all just b.s. are we all created equal
correct me if I'm wrong, i hope i am
i stand in the lower class and i see no end
we're all just victims of income segregation
why must 3 classes separate the entire nation?
there's 3 classes, 1 on top and 1 below
the middle doesn't matter and neither does the low
the top irritate and subjugate the bottom two
try to deny it but they do it to you
now the masses are controlled by the minority
they have just wealth, not rightful authority
we see the rich pockets getting fatter, faster
what will you do, is money your master?


land of opportunities
i hear the word opportunity so many times I'm not sure what it means to me
all importance lost in a definition that's been spread to the masses
by the age of integrity
i hear the talk about stability, i start to realize this ain't the land of opportunity
i heard a story today about a man who had millions but no stories to tell
climbed on top of his mountain of money & found he was all alone
to live a life in the name of money was the opportunity he should have blown
no shit i realize, I'm not the only one
this happens everyday, you know it happens to everyone
i get real pissed off, & i throw my hands in the air
but i got my friends with me, so i don't care
don't tell me what i want, don't tell me what i need
don't tell me what i have or what to be taking, ill tell you what i want
don't worry about me, I've got my opportunity

i remember
when i think of my youth, i don't remember you, you weren't there
you didn't care, you still don't care, you never cared if i did, but i don't
it was a dream i had no choice, i couldn't scream i had no voice
to say or do anything, i was all alone and the hate did grow
and i remember what its like to be different, a constant fight, ya, i remember
you couldn't see no you couldn't feel, wake up from the dream just to find its real, yeah i remember
my mind was full of hate, my heart was empty i couldn't take it
it was your choice to leave, i hated you, did you hate me?
a fight for custody, over me, a piece of property, just filled me w/ confusion
empty thoughts, anger & illusions.
Do you remember me, that whining kid, that crying baby
the hate has evolved, problem solved, you don't exist, its all your fault
yeah i remember what its like to be a kid, that's not my life
you're nothing to me, you never were, that's pretty lame
i guess that's just the way it goes... but i remember


My life
what you think doesn't f@!#$ matter to me
i like my life, run by me how it's gonna be
i might decide to change my ways of i might decide to ruin your day
ok, i figured it out, 2 people and 1 chair that's what this life is all about
your life is just a single day, wake up & go to work, your death your escape
my life, it's all i have, it's something we share, & we die
wondering if and why, no i don't care
what you think you saw, you didn't see, & what you wanna be, you're never gonna be
my life is not gonna be that way, when i die I'll smile, cause i did it my way
take a run here's your chance come and get me, I've been beaten
but you'll never beat me, had your chance now it's gone, and it's up to me
i understand you, do you understand me?
understand one damn thing, it's my life, my way, my life, it's all i have
its something we share, wondering if and why no i don't care
wasting away wondering if you will die tonight, i wont waste 1 day of my life

should...
i guess I'm wasting my time trying to tell you how i feel, or
maybe
asking you how you see us, I'm confused but i know what i mean
i can never say it, i could hardly write it, you'll probably never
read this
i';m not going to sign it, no that's not me, it just seems this
is the way it had to be, not anymore i want you & me, this is the
way it had to be
should have would have could have had it, i blew my chance

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