Pointless and terrible poetry shamelessly ripped off from ATLiens

[James Comey]

Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
That we get them confused
The resident evil specializes in misconstrcting
We wanna be at a nonconformist level -- but what are we doing?
Fooling ourselves, clowning ourselves, tricking ourselves
By conforming anyway
I can't accept the fake fakeness of the people when I'm 16
Bitter by the time I'm forty cause I'm lonely, frustrated and robbing banks
While I ask no reason for the misplacement of my emotions
Look at the ever changing path that's painted
Tainted as the universe that's blinded to the point
Where North Korea gets to launch its missles
We fall for fights with our own selves
Get pissed enough and become so damn selfish
It disgusts me to see my people run up on
I say stand up on the greatest deception which sucks our own childhoods
And recognize our minds on the reality of our own Matrix
Disguised as an education
Brendan, Mischa, I and Robitaille, man we learned from our mistakes
A strong group of humble human beings
Even Duelix the Self-Proclaimed Lord will come true in the end
That diploma really says the end is the beginning
We are all the equal product of incest and miscegenation
Regardless of the ideas that we are taught and told about
Stand with us and don't look back upon it
Just face this mindstate
Otherwise, Oceania...

(My memories of yesterday...)

"Twenty fourteen gonna be that year..."

VERSE ONE:
I bet you never heard of a survivor with no revenge
Told the truth to get what I want but shot it with no shame
Take my whole life dead serious while others make shit worse
I see people getting their piece of paper so I guess I can't complain... or can I?
I feel they're forgetting the whole damn thing
Those fools like selling conformity to young folks
And I gag when the stuff they say doesn't feel right in me
My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it
I'm confessing one more lesson from the hood we in the house tonight
Now people who want to oppose? Suppose
I roll through the streets I once called home
Where me and many others cried the flow
And I got down for my suffering like a farm worker
My mind catches flashbacks of my bleak dark past
While mind-closed sociopaths laugh at
The trash-talk I was given, thinking bad ways and eating junk food
I grew up on giving up I did not know anything better
So go ahead, and diss it, while good-thinking people listen
Started by SoulRiser, so you and your co-workers
Gather your thoughts

[Interlude]

(Some things ought to change
Fantasies of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
Looks like breezes of spring done finally move my way
Like memories of yesterday...)

[Verse Two]

Uhh, born as a human being but my friends they just call me the smart kid
It's the smart brother, speaking the truth not talking any shit kid
I'm thinking of checking my status and busting my thoughts and playing those games
The schedule is no convenience, you're wasting your time, they're watching yo' back
For the thought-watching crew, thinking they're busting you, you must be very cautious
To stand up on your game and writing these lines you must be flawless
Like GTA Five, but messing with the laws got my head dizzy
My friend you know if I wanna be playing but running up on me like you miss me
You're catching the wrong vibe, packing your stuff and rolling your eyes back
Walking up on the corner getting your cellphone and riding back to your home
But man it seems I'm reaching out and talking to the wrong peeps
Don't expect it to be a catastrophe get your index off the trigger
As I bust, me, I'm leaving all of them in the dust
So keep natural selection up out of your brain
I said my piece and then I hush
As the candidate keeps flippin... peeps dippin...

[Interlude]

(Some things ought to change
Fantasies of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
looks like breezes of spring done finally move my way
Like memories of yesterday...)
(2014 gonna be that year that....)

[Verse Three]

We are together and we are gathered like
Soap is to lather I can come clean
Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean
Oh like school bells yes that boredom keeps on raging
On fire but like the Georgia mass choir we keep on singing
Bringing ourselves closer together cause we've been severed since the beginning
Light and we're not gonna stop until we hit the big screen
Psych, because no one is free when others are oppressed
So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest
Growing old

Like some eagles, people don't understand
Just like their parents don't care
I'm speaking about all of you worrying about phony numbers you're stressing about
In your thoughts shame and all that failure
Thinking you don't have it, but try to get it get it, but you're not Patrick Star
Cause you're falling in; falling like leaves into driveways
Isn't it lovely drinking good and laying on the bed sideways
Fridays are tight but Saturday just makes it old
Nice summer days are hot, warm enough to feed your soul
Growing old

[Musical Interlude 2X]
("2014 gonna be that year...")

(Some things ought to change
Pictures of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
looks like breezes of spring done finally move my way
Like memories of yesterday...)
(2014 gonna be that year that....)
(Some things ought to change
Pictures of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
looks like breezes of spring done finally move my way
Like memories of yesterday...)
(2014 gonna be that year that....)

[Final verse]
See all those guns must go away, growing old
Angry thoughts turn into teardrops as plans of vengence turn to remorse
Sores that were open wounds eventually get patched
Trees naked and dead turn lush and green
Humility caught em, see all those guns must go away, growing old

(If anyone's curious, this was inspired/ripped off from Outkast's 13th Floor-Growing Old)

[kaylankonnor]

Whoa. This is epic man!

'We wanna be at a nonconformist level -- but what are we doing?
Fooling ourselves, clowning ourselves, tricking ourselves by conforming anyway...'