Relic Rhymes

what on earth was I thinking? in 2006 IIIIIIIIII...
...made no sense.

While the Mega City Pousers pray to the god of Retail and fashion
I’m Bootleggin freedom to the murder junkies but they’re all crashin"
to go along with

Therapy and thoughts for crash course
of molding metal
and a tremendous force
the nuns Screaming blue monday till their throats bleed and they're hoarse
Same damn mindset like when I was shot down over the masses for revealing the source
That showed their precious leaders getting turned out like little whores
And the bruises that show up from the slams and there is no remorse
Feel like the same old bullets rippin through the little kiddie’s course
Circa dawn of time and humans were 2012 AD proof
I was sittin on the stoop turnin clocks trying to save my mind
Black masked and knives out but not trying to hide behind the crime
But god must have loved my hair cuz he put me on high
And all I needed to finish the last line was a little proof to shine
Death to king, and all the kings’ men
the castle and the crowns will be trampled to the ground
Cuz they didn’t give a fuck about the earth you moved and what you found.
And it just hurt to damn much to bear witness to that sound
that could break the back of atlas and turn your mountains into mounds

...anyway
enough of that stuff

I don't think I could remember you
even if I tried
an A+ for the mental block
C- for keeping my pride