Scar Issue

by Zamounde the Footstepper



On the corna' of his addiction
In a trance
Taken a crazy stance
Against a wall
Talkin' to him
His red brick enemy
He cracked with fist and bled
Passer by's said
"Living dead!"
IF YOU DON'T CHECK YOURSELF I WILL
The last trace of the mind's call
7-digits but he forget to dial 1
Of the madness his inner ear receives
Transmitted frequencies
Sporadic brain drops
Stormin' from the west coast
To his east coast enemies
His mental tick tock never stops
Washing nightmaric dreams ashore
As he lays on his pissy floor
Eroded by misery
"Here lies the fossil of man."
HELL NAW I AIN'T GOT NO MONEY!
A hundred dimes equal ten dolla' schemes
On customers it seems
But what's bought
In a second of time
A suicidal-homicidal rhyme
He did it to himself true
But you helped too
Better to die today than tomorrow
To lessen the sorrow
Of the affects/effects on the children
"Who falls victim to his scars"
I GOT A BAND-AID FOR YA'
Bent over and kicked in the @#*
Glass broken window pain
In the rear side of society
Who's to blame?
The keeper's of the game
Or his own entity
Misled by novelties
In a placebo world
"It's hard to balance the ear with the eye."
TO ALLOW YOUR WOUNDS TO HEAL
The scar issue
Rolled up like tissue
To clean up the crack from the streets.......


Scar Issue by Zamounde the Footstepper

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