Uh i'm trying to write some rhymes
f**,Cuz i feel lonely sometimes
Haters wanna murder my style
Give an AK-47 to a kid
He'll blow up your mind
I pity the mankind cuz
Increase Crimes,Increase Crimes
Changed times
I don't even know will i survive this night
sh** happens Sublimes
My city Economy declines
While the poor cry
Rich just tell a lie
Jews keep on Occupy
While the f**s up in suits tell them they are qualified
Political Unrest,that's worldwide
What school of thought tells a child to suicide?
I'm fed up of this sh**
Just make a prototype of me
And i'll go bye-bye
f** everyone
f** you
Your mom
Your sister
And your f**ing son
I'll buy you a ticket to a flight
Straight to hell so that devil can f** you & have fun
Riots in the west,Riots in the east
That moment when you realize the biggest beasts are the priests
You are breezed
I pray this world gets better
So that my momma can live a happy life
I'm fed up of these
Increase Crimes,Increase Crimes
A kid Turns rebel
He's against the world
All he needed in his life was little love
But f** it,you just made everything muss
Now you cry over your so called filthy son
He just wanted to discuss
You just increased his pulse
So he fells on the guns
Because he was taking d**
Now he's clubin' in the biggest clubs
With his so called buds
He looks himself in the mirror
He's knows those so called buds are the fake ones
Looked at his life he just came straight out the slums
By sellin' coke in those metro-tonnes
If he ever wrote a book
He would surely call it crux
Because it was filled with blood
Last thing he said was "Goodbye World"