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By Alexis JonesPublished 5 years ago 4 min read
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The more lies we tell, the more room for exposure of the truth.

At the risk of sounding cliche, go live your life and stay out of my way.

I'm tired of it, no more of that. I'm done with it all, these times are wack.

I don't want to lie and say I'm okay. I'm struggling internally, every damn day.

Some wishful thinking would be sublime. All I do is sit here and play with rhymes.

Never for real, I just get caught playing. Today's rappers never preach the things they're praying.

I want it all back, how things used to be. When people liked movies more than weed.

Took a step back and tried to renew. All my bad decisions and start things a new.

I didn't get what I wanted no sir I did not. I sit in this house goofing for the lot.

The lot who tried to borrow from me. Just cause I got honey doesn't mean I like bees.

It's all done with, I'm older. My time now move over.

Get out of the streets. Stop recording for keeps.

Nothing you say, can ever display. The dirt in your soul, when media plays your role.

You're stuck on the findings, bring that tape back, rewind it.

Zoom in, what do you see. Police brutality.

This isn't a joke, stronger than oak.

We need more attention, screw all your exceptions.

Who's around to help. No one here but yourself.

Notice the struggle. We're no longer in a bubble.

It's ripped and torn. From the wrath of a cops scorn.

Today they decided. Don't stop violence, ignite it.

They won't speak on this topic. It's up to us to stop it.

We are in a horrible position. We fit the description.

Of broke and misguided. No help, it's one-sided.

Why do you look so dejected? Cause no respected.

The laws brought to the table. Law abiding, you're not able.

To sit and portray, the error in your way.

The path is bent and bruised. This journey wasn't a cruise.

We got here together. To preserve earth forever.

The ozone is failing, but ships we keep sailing.

Money fixes everything apparently so. The world falls apart while we sit in the front row.

People make these decisions. Let's make an incision.

Cut away the wants, the needs. Replace with necessities.

Equal pay, no racism for good measure. Cut the violence in half, nurturing every endeavor.

The world isn't the place we need it to be. We think its just like what we see on TV.

We aren't scripted and don't get paid to speak. Second the media spots a trend, they hop on and straight geek.

Just for some likes on Twitter. But we missing the hook, line and sinker.

We hung out the bait, the industry took a bite. Saying how can we brainwash these people right?

In the shows we watch and the food we eat. So far as the music we bumped to last week.

Not a hair on our heads will ever be safe. So long as Trump is leading this race.

You may see this is as hate but gee what can I say? Blue is blue and green is green any given day.

Let's shrink the scale smaller. Why does Michigan still have yellow water?

No one talks about that. If it got more attention how could they combat.

All the comments and concerns, at this point its earned.

You can't call yourself news, when you broadcast for views.

Broadcast real topics far from us. Africa, Ohio, Florida, Mount Olympus.

World news matters so don't censor it all. We need to know about issues in summer and fall.

Wonder why our children are locked in cages? Our proud country funds this practice, regardless of all the statements.

Global warming takes over after mistreating this planet. Trump can't believe it after all the precautions he never managed.

And if you're democratic the Green New Deal might be for you. Make sure you do your research, they leave things out on the news.

It takes steps towards things we want but still leaves us in the dark. For extra reinforcements, call Joan of Arc.

Stands up for what she believes in, would do whatever it takes. Even if it meant she got burned at the stake.

It's ashame that we are so barbarous to teach a village one lesson. One big tragedy done with one unnecessary weapon.

It's 2019 and the world was supposed to end in 12. Get your priorities straight and let's stop kidding ourselves.

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