#08/14 LAPDVD
It occurs to me that Easy-E was right when he said "Fuck the Po-lice, fuck the po-lice, fuck the po-lice", fuck the po-lice. Oh please.
How trite. That's right. Let's mobilize and fight these pgis. These "terrorist-ic," mustache-toting pricks.
My pain, unseen, as they rage for Krispy Kreme.. yum.
And something brings me down, as I'm strolling through downtown. It's the cops and not the criminals perpetuating frowns.
Left turn,
Carpool.
We stress these rules
While crime goes on.
We only want your money.
Put it in a song.
The mentality is clear. Our protectors we must fear and revere.
As they put it in us deper we must cheer.
Why so bitter, biting, son?
Relax, partake, and just have fun.
So I try, so fly
Down the freeways with a smile.
Broken down, now I frown.
As I'm conquered by a clown
Who says to me..
He says to me..
Left turn,
Carpool.
We stress these rules
While crime goes on.
We only want your money.
And you know it's wrong
So put it in a song.
You generate your revenue
While I generate my fist.
Now vilify me for not loving you.
Mister-John-Wane-mustache-loving-
Mexican-and-Black-man-clubbing-"I'm-gonna-set-things-right-by-killing"-
Machine.
My daddy tells me "Son, it's time to make a better world.
Make a change, direct your rage,
Turn the page, and pay no mind to babes."
What an onyx thought
to bypass my desire for getting off.
I'm an animal and not a revolutionary.
Make love not war, but they invade my sexy sanctuary (oh yes they do).
Well I guess that they know best, as they vanquish Mexicans.
See they're guilty 'cause they don't exactly drive Mercedes Benz.
Just a Mazda to a 16-hour day. We scream hooray.
We'll make 'em pay.
Here's what I say.
For every Friday-night ticket you gave...
For every broken up rave...
For every minority you didn't save...
You won't be praised or be redeemed by your shame (and now you know it's too late).
All I can say is that you'll pay, pay, pay,
pay, pay, pay,
You pigs you’ll pay, pay, pay, pay, pay, pay.
So go ahead and fixate all of your hate on the ones you berate.
All I can say is that you'll pay.
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Imagining Shigaraki’s ghost trying to teach Deku how to be more assertive.
Bakugo, lightly ragging on Deku.
Shigaraki: “Call him a cuck.”
Deku: “No. 😃”
—
Someone cuts Deku in line.
Shigaraki: “You’re just going to let them do that?”
Deku: “Yeah, it’s not a big deal.”
Shigaraki: “Okay… are you sure you were born quirkless? Because I think your original quirk was ‘doormat’ since YOU LET EVERYONE WALK ALL OVER YOU—“
Deku: “I’M SORRY???”
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Deku, playing a PvP game with shitty team mates.
Shigaraki: “ARE THEY PLAYING THE GAME BLINDFOLDED?!?!? TELL THEM TO WALK INTO TRAFFIC!!!”
Deku: “We’ll do better next time!”
Shigaraki, screaming.
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#12/14 Surgeon
I am plunging,
I am plunging,
I am plunging once again
Into a hole that never ends.
I am dying,
I am dying,
I am dying
At the thought that this is gone
And this will never be again.
You ripped, and groped, and licked my heart,
And killed the laughing child that loved.
And like a surgeon you'll calmly walk away,
And feel no guilt for the scars you left today.
You've escaped me,
You've escaped me,
You've escaped me, you're gone for good.
And though I'll stop to care sometimes, you never could.
I feel nothing,
I feel nothing,
I feel nothing since you went.
And since I wrote these words I've forgotten what I meant.
You ripped, and groped, and licked my heart,
And killed the laughing child that loved.
And like a surgeon you'll calmly walk away,
And feel no guilt for the scars you left today.
And I must thank you for this gift you've given me.
You've raped my soul and now you'll set me free.
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