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Kuljon

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Slow steps on the sidewalk
Shoes worn down
Bare heel on the ground
Scraped skin hear the sound
Dry pant, tongue out
Wheeze in, exhale
Shirt stained, belt braided
Sun beaming from the east
Pants tattered, hanging sheets
Sweat falling to my cheek
Dripping in my eye it stings
Red veins make the streaks
Turn a white eye pink
Vacant stares, empty gazes
Hold your breath don't blink
No message don't think
Say you wanna, say you gonna win
Say you finna, say you bout yo' business
Oh, you all up in it going in
Say you wanna- f*ck you thought
Water water chicken broth or chicken fodder
Quench my thirst or quell my hunger
Damn I'm starvin
Speaking up is sort of difficult
I find myself too lazy to even bother
Too proud to beg your pardon
Ticket for dearly departed
Long treks with no discussion
So far from where I started
I walk without a body
Reside in mental lobby
Movement is somewhat aimless
But, horizons seem to broaden
You don't know my- you don't know my story
You ain't smell my problems from the pit over flowing
Shit up in the air falling
Blowing through the fan
Blood under my nails
Blood all on my hands
You don't know my- you don't know my struggle
Bucket for the shower in the bathroom, zero bubbles
You're looking at the man, the myth, the legend
The snake, the rat, the roach the reverend
Say you wanna, say you gonna win
Say you finna, say you bout yo' business
Oh, you all up in it going in
Say you wanna- f*ck you thought

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