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I'm starving and I'm thirsty Let me tap Another resource If hip-hop doesn't feed me, tell the mic I Want a divorce And Gallup away into the sunset riding on My seahorse With a rifle and some green shorts Docking at your seaports I spoon life and backstab death when the Street forks But I can't beat fate with eight lawyers And three courts I'm riding on a donkey Everybody has a Clean Porsche I'm being followed by tragedy and some Other unseen force The future fortuneteller under the seller Dweller It seems like I've been playing Marco Polo With Helen Keller What difference does it make cause no one listens To me anyway So I should off myself like Cobain Van Gogh Ernest Hemingway Seriously though I've wrote my share of Sentences Since the age of 10, I've leaked ink from All of my appendages I take time and chances while you're Taking offense Well stop playing both sides and I'll stop Shaking the fence I'm not making a myth cause I discredit The theory I am the Shepherd. I am evil men. I am the Tyranny You're drowning in the flow current while I'm doing the backstroke Before the age of 10, I realized life was a Fast joke Sunken ship with the mast broke Holding onto your last hope Emitting off a black smoke Till you heave and you gag choke Patience is not a virtue. It's a natural Occurrence That only exists in people with wisdom And self Assurance Be willing to let the currents take you out Into the Deep Slit the throat of death's cousin cause He's asking You to sleep And maybe after you can think Was I created or evolved? Because the real missing link is hope Missing in us All