The Planet vs The World
Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 2:11 pm
Once set apart pushed down and set in dark
rose from a set of parts into a separate ark
represent what lust and the pestilence are
whatever the thought is, it's never apart
it's pursuant and so it beats like a neverendin heart
traded for gold and then felt as a present source
eleven boards seperate from the bottom level
as the blood courses it lets out a slight howl
the metal starts to rumble as does the lights
NOW
envision a world that wasn't so focused on this
they were blinded by darkness like a gothic artist
they cried for more as pain was a supplement
which means it gave energy and hustled wit
it muscled kids now their playground is cover'd with
all this other shit you could say it was the government
you could say it was the fault of the saviors
now let me see where the start to fuck up this paper
they pay to keep it clean but that won't save ya
they won't give you "your welcome" or a "Thank Ya"
they rather see you fuck up watch you hurl out
they rather see you fuck up, watch the world
NOW
a favorite flavor I am the basis of creative chasers
for the sake of paper we might strike it rich grace these papers
the printers out but this shit ain't a productive source
the duct is coarse and I am so gone off this fucking course
I can't be bottled I'm out of control I can't be touched or forced
you fuck with my world then I might just fuck with yours
as I bleed and cause obstructions for this whole fuckin' war
you stuck in my face watch what I done stuck in yours
you don't want to fix me well what the fuck is this assumption for
why you think you goin' to make me better shut the door
theres no exit now, theres nothin' you can do, protest some more
I'm your favorite thing ever, black gold, now accept this...or
die........................................
rose from a set of parts into a separate ark
represent what lust and the pestilence are
whatever the thought is, it's never apart
it's pursuant and so it beats like a neverendin heart
traded for gold and then felt as a present source
eleven boards seperate from the bottom level
as the blood courses it lets out a slight howl
the metal starts to rumble as does the lights
NOW
envision a world that wasn't so focused on this
they were blinded by darkness like a gothic artist
they cried for more as pain was a supplement
which means it gave energy and hustled wit
it muscled kids now their playground is cover'd with
all this other shit you could say it was the government
you could say it was the fault of the saviors
now let me see where the start to fuck up this paper
they pay to keep it clean but that won't save ya
they won't give you "your welcome" or a "Thank Ya"
they rather see you fuck up watch you hurl out
they rather see you fuck up, watch the world
NOW
a favorite flavor I am the basis of creative chasers
for the sake of paper we might strike it rich grace these papers
the printers out but this shit ain't a productive source
the duct is coarse and I am so gone off this fucking course
I can't be bottled I'm out of control I can't be touched or forced
you fuck with my world then I might just fuck with yours
as I bleed and cause obstructions for this whole fuckin' war
you stuck in my face watch what I done stuck in yours
you don't want to fix me well what the fuck is this assumption for
why you think you goin' to make me better shut the door
theres no exit now, theres nothin' you can do, protest some more
I'm your favorite thing ever, black gold, now accept this...or
die........................................
