Hard Times (Draft)

This world ain't right!
Sometimes we need to stand up for ourselves,
and that time's tonight.
This is a "free for all" olympics,
the torch we must ignite.
I've said it before,
we can't give up this world without a fight.
Our walls are closin' in,
and it's already gettin' tight.
Gettin' harder to breathe.
Abused wife,
it's gettin' harder to leave.
Harder to hear the wind break off the leaves of the trees.
There used to be a simpler time when we
can be who we want to be,
but all the Army wants,
is for me to "all that we can be."
We need to breakthrough to 'em and then break free.
I can hear the crooked cop yellin' out "freeze!", and even after
the frozen man's life shatters,
'cause the cop continued to sieze,
and now the innocent guy(who wasn't the perp) is deceased.

Teachers need to do what they teach.
Pastors need to practice what they preach.
The president's calm,
but the alarm
reads that the levis have been breached.
If the United States is under bombs,
the president will be gone.
Believe he'll do that, now half the United States is wiped off the map.
Give me a break!
These teachers are havin' sex with their students instead of teachin' 'em math.

T.B.C.........

(P.S: T.B.C means to be continued... ha, ha, ha!)


(He, he, he!)


(Ho, ho, ho!)


Wa, ha, ha, ha!)

Oh, o.k I'll stop now!