~~~THE STREETS ARE WARTORN~~~

[yuppivore]

images of impacts, explosions and screams of pain
offset by black cats, corrosion, when dreams are slain
industry choking me*, smoke enveloping everything
while darkness pierced only by the artificial** arent officially anything

booms and rumbles throught the night -to sirens wailing
reflect the doom i fumble with - fighting the population
due to consecration of every stepping station of australianation
the foundations shaking every building in the streets
while underneath, nice and deep, theres bodies baking and rotting in the heat

theres scum on the streets and no street sweeper
just coz theres fun on the streets with lonely law breakers
shadow artists and rumpshakers: getting paper
darkness swallowing me, which metaphorically means
im losing hope and philisophically my dreams
to horrible fiends*** that stop me, my quest arrested
makes me drop stolen heat like prometheus**** the best dressed
-with holy-displacement and constant-engagement
with no rules creates-amazement for those off-the-pavement
while pavement-people, treated-evil arent seen-as-equal, for-thier-arrainment

but
i sit and contemplate trying to emulate the survivors
hidden in a dug-out, the real me, you'll never find it
like the truth with OJ, imma deny it
-even if you dint spy it, the war would be on
shrapnel staining clothes with blows that block out the sun
collapsed buildings, dusty air and bloody hair, i dont care
shell shocked and street locked, these secrets ill share like a wartorn madman
influenced by the champions: isolation and madness...


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*being a dope dealer
** societies images of white picket fences to placate me
*** smells like bacon
**** prometheus stole fire from the sun against zeus' wishes and as punishment had his liver cut out and eaten by an eagle everyday to have it grow back for next time (i think)

peace and holla back with some feedback
and i mean it you ghostlike bitches!!

[yuppivore]

im up up up uppin for feedback!!!

[yuppivore]

hey cmon people!! as if it takes much effort to write either good, bad or ugly! I know you reading this shit, now hit me up wit some feedback...

[G force]

that was nice home boy real vivid and intelectual ...im sure you don't mind me continueing

[G force]

the catholic the prodestant foes increasing woes
the people massacured headstones neatly in rows
since days of arrows and bows in the street blood flows
condeming mankind but the death machine never slows

how dare they walk in our southern irish streets orange vests
moltove coctail blessed the bodies rest less the british army
caress helpless chidren fess up an innocents under arrest
none felt the passion of christ but people still believe none the less

i just walked down dover st belfast massive blood shed
knee high in white an red cells to fed up to go to bed
walls painted red as if a twelve year old painted with fingers and dint bled
its a sad time in ireland when catholics were forbidden to be wed

my great great grandma was raped to instill nobility
grandpa no ability probability knee kapped an no mobility
will it be a cold day inhell when the queen gets the will to be
fare to the irish an the scotish or who ever it will be

next on the choppin block when all the irish have passed
i can relate to the massacre and masses of jews gassed
will we ever be free of dictators and asses put this political belief on the p.a. and blast this and not worry about death circumstances


naw...with outa black cowboy there never be white..
thats like bush and the brits with noone to fight
don't believe the hype media propaganda an all that shhhyite
let peace have a vot stop the bombing this night

[yuppivore]

yeah i like bro i like