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They Are Watching No Doubt

society is watching i'm not lying got some fish for frying
my mind is a socially wandering wizard in a blizzard
got this rap game locked yet homeboy says I think a lot
from a young G looking up in the stars i formed bars
fire, blowin up fire, rising higher for your desire
got these freaks in the sheets flirting with pillows cause it got bullet holes
intellectual, presentable & monumental bust up the beat to increase the fat tempo
There watching to see you F*ck up & then count to the number ten its over
flatten them with my pen formed mic in my hand you all understand
words can curse and words can heal some jokers insists its no big deal
yet when you get behind the squeeky wheel it becomes a force field
Bahamas for your momma out working a tan you understand
now I'm going gangster sorry but to thank her some say f*ck the police
but who are they any way while i bow my head down to pray false decay
got some storms in the night you see where demons like to fight me sounds a bit crazy
no i ain't lazy my own pappy was in the Navy he brave you see while i work on my degree
you see its so confidential I best be left residential inside my hole
some come to kill steal & destroy but that's their chief aim the ploy
just like a girl and a boy surfing in the ocean sipping on some magic potion
I ain't joking rap can be a catastrophe you see got to keep your eyes on thee
special, set apart & ordained inside the flame
working on the game from Rex in the flex you forget we ever met
Ever since you saw the movie Saw 2 you said that we were through
in other words you got your mind on your money then your money's on your mind
let's move a head face full of lead its the walking dead
in this country where in God we trust faith is a must
but i'm just a ghost writer in this rap scene where bitches scream while eating ice cream
foam on their mouth the love to bitch and pout cause you know what sex is all about

There watching no doubt looking to see you shine then its time to kiss some fat behind
when your in your crib treasuring your dig there even looking then
surfing on the internet you can just bet there on it to sifting like glue
but this is nothing knew its all been done before we got the story board waxed
super big mac giving you a heart attack got a legacy to fulfill
cheap bills midnight thrills moved from the sticks to the hills
inside you see there is lava flowing just gotta know where the f*ck you going
flames of fire burning up to its fullest of desire coming down to the wire gun for hire
heroin is nobody's friend a warm gun that you can grow to depend
stay straight that's my fate working on the fish for my bait
but we got the cart ahead of the horse ends in divorce I'm still in trouble
make my Martini strong like on the double flirting with Fred & Barney Rubble
like back in the day we used to pray but today you insist it ought not be that way
Pac said to Keep ya head up so i insist this earthly bliss to roll up another joint

What's my fucking point ?
some say I'm suicidal but take it from me my life is in a revival from a hand above
nestled in the very perfection by his word as if you never heard
faith isn't intellectualized it just is don't have to be a wizz kid looking under the lid
all about choices in this game of rap now i tip my hat to the late Marvin Gaye
There watching no doubt coming to a theatre near you now I'm through
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Submitted by hitalot on December 19, 2017

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Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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