yo I straight forward
yo I straight forward
forward we going and we nuh go move backward
It takes just a little bit of skepticism from me, and determination to get to the bottom of things, to figure out just what the fuck God meant when He said certain things
Like, tell them the source of the cloud that does not bear water, which was His response after michelle waylaid me and asked why I did not just give up and go home -since she works for home affairs- instead of just breathing fire and burning nothing, and i asked Him why I WAS still here.
now, fuck it, I have the distinct impression the woman, or, rather, every woman that has come under my scrutiny, expected ME to rush after her and forcibly take her for myself. Like I am the one who wants to bear the burden of carrying someone else around who does not show her true colours, and what she wants but wants to hide behind convention, like "it has always been done this way that a man asks the girl out" fuck your conventions, the maverick does not ... recognise them. Show your thoughts for yourself, or by God I will destroy you for wasting my time and making a fool of me.
So, I am thinking this also, that they said that it will be 32 degrees hot today, and i intend to stand across the street from the gallery in the heat of the day and shout out my defiance at God, and THEN after all that things will go down to sub-zero pretty fast. And people will be like that deep fried ice cream, only in reverse. Because none of you will have the time to even grab a jacket to make yourselves warm.
As for me, I do not give a fuck about anything, and i want to be in the thick of it. Mmmm I may need to rethink the vinnie and abisha angle, though. Mmmm, fuck, why are there so many complications?Ok, I will just act when I have reached a decision, or when I am pushed too far. I mean, I am not actually likely to lose sleep over the death of any person, so, fuck it, I can go any way.
OK, now, what do I do? I need a song, I guess, just to highlight my... mood. Do I gloat over my greatness, like I even WANT to be great at all, or do I just mention my... unhappiness at all this. Fuck, I AM unhappy, and my unhappiness is one that none can share, and I suppose, deep down, it is God that is the reason why I... do not want.
i mean, once He sinks HIS talons into one, then one can never be anything but... different.
And different is what I have been, even before I could crawl. So, yes, this is MY cry, to God, to howl my grief at His interruption of a life no one wanted, not even me. And His interruption?
He let it play on.
and it will play on, and on, world without end.
So, then, people do not know how a little juvenile run down town
run down town, run down town
Them never hear how our winchster sound
how it sound, how it sound... .
"work with what we say/Or run away"
a mere young we here the top shotta
when them here our gun it go ratta-tatta-tut tut
Yes, this is where it is likely that any very... thoughtful... person will say, "toddler', and forget the rest, and think, I can influence this child, to make him do as i please. Try it, yeah-ss, and then you will see just how... stupid... I am. How amenable. How I can be bent, and persuaded to do as you please. Oh, try me, try me TRY ME
MY main aim is to MANTAIN
...
coz I never did like and I never will love fans
So, listen me
AND
there is one other thing, I HATE being shepherded. Now, I do not know which bright spark that is,or what the big IDEA is to have people move up and down to monitor my movements. I mean, fuck it, people, you are about to die, and all I have to do is wake up, fart and belch and just say, "Ok, everyone goes to hell now", and I do not have to do anything dramatic, like dance around naked or even connect the signs or some such thing, and you are all dead. So, back off. Or I will forget even any tenuous family link even with the woman I still love, despite my wanting to kill her now, and I will destroy you. I am still thinking of a fucking eternity alone, with my... keeper... for company, which is why I still hesitate about killing off everyone even now. Besides, she has not actually dumped me, and come to that
It takes just a little bit of skepticism from me, and determination to get to the bottom of things, to figure out just what the fuck God meant when He said certain things
Like, tell them the source of the cloud that does not bear water, which was His response after michelle waylaid me and asked why I did not just give up and go home -since she works for home affairs- instead of just breathing fire and burning nothing, and i asked Him why I WAS still here.
now, fuck it, I have the distinct impression the woman, or, rather, every woman that has come under my scrutiny, expected ME to rush after her and forcibly take her for myself. Like I am the one who wants to bear the burden of carrying someone else around who does not show her true colours, and what she wants but wants to hide behind convention, like "it has always been done this way that a man asks the girl out" fuck your conventions, the maverick does not ... recognise them. Show your thoughts for yourself, or by God I will destroy you for wasting my time and making a fool of me.
As for me, I do not give a fuck about anything, and i want to be in the thick of it. Mmmm I may need to rethink the vinnie and abisha angle, though. Mmmm, fuck, why are there so many complications?Ok, I will just act when I have reached a decision, or when I am pushed too far. I mean, I am not actually likely to lose sleep over the death of any person, so, fuck it, I can go any way.
OK, now, what do I do? I need a song, I guess, just to highlight my... mood. Do I gloat over my greatness, like I even WANT to be great at all, or do I just mention my... unhappiness at all this. Fuck, I AM unhappy, and my unhappiness is one that none can share, and I suppose, deep down, it is God that is the reason why I... do not want.
i mean, once He sinks HIS talons into one, then one can never be anything but... different.
And different is what I have been, even before I could crawl. So, yes, this is MY cry, to God, to howl my grief at His interruption of a life no one wanted, not even me. And His interruption?
He let it play on.
and it will play on, and on, world without end.
run down town, run down town
Them never hear how our winchster sound
how it sound, how it sound... .
"work with what we say/Or run away"
a mere young we here the top shotta
when them here our gun it go ratta-tatta-tut tut
Yes, this is where it is likely that any very... thoughtful... person will say, "toddler', and forget the rest, and think, I can influence this child, to make him do as i please. Try it, yeah-ss, and then you will see just how... stupid... I am. How amenable. How I can be bent, and persuaded to do as you please. Oh, try me, try me TRY ME
...
coz I never did like and I never will love fans
So, listen me
