Ben Shapiro, Milo Yiannopoulos, And The People Behind InfoWars Inspired Me To Write This

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where do I stand

on a world at war

please, there’s no peace

and I don’t need a piece of the pie

that mass media lie

police officers die trying to protect us

the badge is just for show

but the love inside their hearts is not

the trust to serve can’t be bought

neither is the want

for a better America

we kill our babies without regard

and electrocute animals in “safe” ways

there’s nothing humane

bashing cows brains in

unless you’re insane

and we are

politics tearing families apart

propoganda has us building arks

and it’s dry as a well

Trump did this, Melania did that!

look out, Russia’s on our backs!

look what really matters

how many families lose their laughter

when their child gets gold into slavery

true bravery isn’t coming out the closet

this isn’t 1969

true bravery is standing

when everyone else sits

Kaepernick thinks he’s slick

he wasn’t an activist till he got benched

he’s part white

what struggle?

he made 14 million to throw shitty passes

these black rappers talking about green

but what about these boys in the streets?

no leaders but them demons

you think Barack Obama was a leader?

letting thugs burn down cities

they can call me racist

but somebody better stands with me

stand up to illegals taking our jobs

stand up to muslims that take the lives of others

especially the women they mutilate

(God bless those mothers)

and gays they throw off roofs

stand up to the blacks

that loot, burn, and riot

I’m not angry, but I will fight it

until we win our freedom back

there’s a war out for your mind

and ya’ll keep swinging at low cutters

Alcides Escobar, you’re joke

you’re slow, blind, easily provoked

Eric Garner was breaking the law

Trayvon Martin was breaking the law

Michael Brown was breaking the law

Castile was not, so I’ll stand with you there

but for all the criminals, their fate was fair

always talking about being free

but you’re nothing but slaves

America disgusts me

and this is why

 

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Real Talk

 

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Criminal minds dance on the airwaves
telling the minorities that they’ve come to save
all the forgotten, all the lost peeps
always a shot away from 6am news
on these dark streets
you can feel the beat
of a glock nine
or a car crashing into a stump
oh, is it time
for another riot
no need to buy it
smash the windows, loot the church
real life Empire
nowhere able to retire
cause my daddy never taught me how to work
just work the system
take the cash don’t worry
who’s givin
givin head
these girls I see
three babies already
but she ain’t even seventeen
what’s going on
with the black community
growing up
I didn’t understand
but now I see
that honestly
we’ve lost sight of who we ought to be
we write music
selling drugs
throwing paper
but where’s the glory
for the creator
where’s the honor
in a father
who runs the streets
forgets his daughter
she’s in a pageant
I’m glad to say
but he never knew it
couldn’t remember her birthday
and by the way
I know it’s not right
but this just happens to be my life
so angle the sights
on the intruder
can’t find me
I’m in the future

Fading Essence Of Time

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In

Out

They’re watching

Waiting

Done all they can

And then more

Stabbed by time

Bleeding love

Hands on a pale chest

Are terrible sutures

Struggling to grasp

The essence of moments

Drifting away

As the hand drops

From three to six

To be together

Might have to be

The last wish

There’s nothing to do

Come on

You can do it

You have to

I have only you

Only you

But she forgot how

To turn on her love

So fading away

In the very first scene

With his newlywed

Beside his bed

In

Out

Fate is on a rout

These Breaths I Take

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somewhere I’m here

sometime you’re gone

on way or another, I fear

tomorrow’s song

pushing me away

I live to fight another day

poisoned are the breaths I take

on the dark side of the moon my true self lays

see, I’m a menace

but that you’ll never see

because I try to keep everyone

thinking of how good I can be

instead of how lost I am

I do care what you think of me

I say I don’t just to seem tough

but if I were

I’d kill myself

and make all the bad memories

go away

 

Living Just To Die

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why do we live

just to die

if life is simply birth, death

and a deep, dark sleep

underneath all that we’ve left behind

why do we try

what inspires us to wake

day

after day

after week

after month

after year

what inspires us to take all that we have

and throw ourselves into the whirlpool we call life

with little or no regard to fear

what makes us so dignified

that in fighting for those we don’t know

we would lay our heads low

it’s not for a flag, or for skin

but for the breath we all need

to begin

and again

what keeps us happy on Earth

the only planet we’ve known

when there’s a universe to be explored

but we call one, tiny place: home

I can speak little for myself

so hardly for humanity

but this desire to do, not do

and do too much

was placed inside of us

because it makes us human

unlike anyone else

and I wouldn’t have it

any other way

 

Vegas Shooting and Black Issues

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jerk off to blood
bullets and brains
shooters in windows
Vegas gone insane
media and politicians scream gun control
but it’s the prescription drugs they take
that tear us from the soul
Columbine
Sandy Hook
Dylan Roof
go ahead and look at the drugs they took
closed minded liberals
using the dead to push an agenda
why America
why do you let them do that
how long do we keep enabling
the disabled
to render breaths
unavailable

put my hands to my face
watching the news, seeing the manipulation
from the media of the black race
I don’t call it justice, I call it disgrace

using our struggles to further an agenda
the messages they spew I spit back
I stand on my own two feet, and will never surrender
my skin is more than a token, but the source of pride

back in Africa we were respected men, kings, and priests
so I take offense to the Nazis, racists, and KKK
you are obligated to have your rights
but I’m obligated not to let them get in my way

there’s more to my skin than drugs and crime
there’s more to life than booze and dime
there’s more to women than skinny waists and ass
sometimes rap music makes me want to laugh

degrading our women with derogatory phrases
and yet they’re idolized by people of all ages
Diddy, Dre, Khaled, and the rest I forget
got these boys jacking off but can’t pay rent

cause weed don’t buy good grades
and premarital sex takes a toll everybody gotta pay
don’t wake up till noon and you’ve lost another day
point a gun in my face, I’m going to the right place

our problems aren’t clothed in white
they’re right inside of us, but we can make it right
if we demand better of ourselves
we can ensure that our nation will be made well

When You Don’t Know

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ashamed

don’t know what to write

I feel stronger and weaker

every single time

the world gets darker

hope sinks farther

and all the while I fail

at ever being normal

this obsession becomes regression

when I struggle so plainly

maybe I’m no good

maybe I’m no good

or maybe I struggle to do what I should

even when it’s in plain sight

struggle to stay within the lines

they pick and prod my mind

I want to be alone this time

but they don’t get it

some things can’t be quit

and they come back every time you cleanse

cause the only true cleanse

is the one of death

but who’s ready to do that

The Cold World (Outside America)

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cold world

we live in a cold world

rising temperatures have the oceans

whipping up super storms

destroying lives, stealing homes

and we scream catastrophe

yet we murder those

before they’re even born

and we scream humanity

because it’s progress giving women power

to pick and choose who to kill

we’re America and yet we behave like savages

it’s a bitter pill, seeing the death at record rates

far from a thrill is the torrid pace

we’re racing towards war, China, Japan

and North Korea

but good forbid your last name is Lee

hate to be ya, wouldn’t wanna see ya

when the blood starts raining

I won’t tell who’s black, white, or green

when the nukes start dropping

how many will think it’s another Hollywood dream

there is no green screen

that’ll protect you from the fall

so I learn and grow while I have the chance

before the shit hits the fan

with very foul word

and every legalized murder

with every ignored crime

like telling people GMO’s are fine

when our corn is recognized worldwide

as a pesticide

with every child sold into slavery

and every liberal who gets upset

cause Trump called Hillary a nasty lady

with every Chinese worker who commits suicide

to make your iphone, don’t ask why, it’s too late

when the government tells you

that men and women are all the same

and there’s no such thing as aliens

our clocks are ticking

and we’re too stupid to ask why

So I’ll ask you now

what are you doing with this time

 

 

 

 

 

That Was You, America

I felt something die

again today

my eyes at the unforgiving

nature of humanity

beating and burying

who don’t agree

my ears at the screams

of the living dead

we see them everyday

but who knows

until ends

my heart at the catastrophe

raging over every part

of our world

when will we look up

and realize peace has been staring at us

all the time

tears flow like the blood

of Israeli children

may the bombs one day cease

sadness stings like knives

cutting through flesh

may the mutilation of multitudes of muslim women end

I felt something  die

and that was you,

America

Your Pain Can Now Begin

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I don’t mourn the dead bodies

but the emotions

last forever

haunting memory until we submit

to inevitable will

she always pushed me

in the right direction

even when I was wrong

she took me back

sometimes I messed up

and we both laughed

until I pushed her beyond the lights

and onto the tracks

I left before the inevitable crash

walking slowly all the way

the night become day

in a shell of my former self

did your love now lay

I fondled and groped

the murderer of your hope

I slid into her faster

than the rusty metal over your throat

there was another besides you

and we couldn’t let you in

so now after death

does your pain truly begin