That web we weave, illy, preconceived.
Since youth, Stoned aged and most confused.
Rape is fine, reoccurring until sublime.
Drug in the caves, captives spreading with out a say.
Flash forward, war horses, knights and whores.
Cook and clean or spread your seam for currency.
Man gets the breast, both the chicken and bosom are undressed.
In the future to enslaved, life is most unchanged
In fact, she recede's, now payments not received.
The right to vote's the last to go.
Elected ovally, made soft over time due to ovaries.
A nations fist is painted now, once rabid nails filled down.
But regardless of the past we must believe
Because a vote for her means union yes, so we'll concede.
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I'm tryna fuck like A-don-is
TUPAC SHAKUR
Last edited by Adonis; 02-20-2016 at 11:50 AM.
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