Aug 27, 2005 03:35
it..it, it spins off like this,
when you turn around expecting a kiss
you get dissed and sent away fast paced
you get disgraced, pissed faced very much eerased
i say again that you aren't the last case
in which i must stop living this rat race
jump back and punch their skulls,
live a new day till it dulls,
start a club or fair
all of which is made out of human hair,
cause we who work it have no cares
we dont take bribes and certainly do take dares
for life is so worth living
especially when all is worth giving
but in the seconds it takes
i could very well have baked cakes
with the time it took to write this ryhme
in which people think it a crime
for the fact remains
that even with this diddy i have gained no gains.