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diary... the diary of SICK-MAN
Overcome by waves of lechery - one for you sixteen for me
Kill the monkey on his back/he kisses BIG, he kisses BLACK
Profile
15 but he's 16 gauge 
Wants to break out from his Jesus cage 
He's already torn out the last page 
It's the "latest rage" 

Violence for
The boy's got a head like an atom bomb 
Hang him from a cross like the number one son 
And he's been waiting so long 
to get it on. 

The boy's
plain and simple) 
Write it in your book, kid 
Dear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple) 
Put it on your pages 
Dear, dear diary (I kicked it plain
Laying in bed at night
Aced with the thought of
Waking up without you here
Lying by my side
Dear diary I'm writing down...
Now I'll fall asleep
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet)
The earth is spinning faster now, I think I feel a breeze.
Pages fall from calendars and scatter like the leaves.
Even
A summer's day in sixty-eight
Sunlight through a window falls across the page
A young boy tries to concentrate
His mind would rather fly beyond
when you finally found the truth
You've been drinking poison water from the fountain of youth
Why don't you stop tearing up everyone you need the most
this bad
Even though she seems so high
He knows that she can't fly
and when she falls out of the sky
He'll be standing by

She was raised in
energies, by ripping flesh
Torn between ourselves, and not wanting to regret
Day will end with the dropping sun, as we await the fall
The hands of time
of perversion, fuckin bitches on Persian rugs
Washin niggas like detergent, it's the surgeon
Slugs propels from Bobby Steele's 12 gauge
Front page, "Daily
went 
I went through, I came out in this shopping mall 
Where boys wear England shirts and West Ham shirts and Arsenal shirts 
And the boys from
of the supermarket and I think of you when I'm alone like this burning from the inside.

I found a new door, I didn't know where it went I went through, I came out in
a witness and overwhelming evidence
And I just stood there staring, you know I could not put it down
Right there on the front page was a boy from my home town
every now and then sometimes when the night sky gets so bright
And no Bethlehem of stars could match its burning
I go out into the fields until I can
the stock of letters tied in blue
The letters had been left there by a young girl there were ten and as I read the first
I found that they were from a boy in
to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like
it when you finally found the truth
You've been drinking poison water from the fountain of youth
Why don't you stop tearing up everyone you need
for a mighty showdown
No way our holy flag is gonna fall
Up here we scrifice our children
To feed the worn out dreams of yesterday
And teach them
this sight from me
Sweet silence of the obscene

Specter of insanity looms
Burning pain consumes me
Vile hatred, the truth will out
Heaving flesh,
I pass the stars
I'm not burning out
I'm not afraid to fall
I'm not afraid anymore

And I just keep changin' my colors
I'm not in the same place
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
Your super crooks
And show us all the way.
Well! make your will and testament. won't you? 
Join
the story. 
And I know this peace and love's just copping out. 
And I guess these young boys dying in the ditches. 
Is just what being free is all about.
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
No way our holy flag is gonna fall

Up here we sacrifice our children
To feed the worn out dreams of yesterday
And teach them dying will lead us into