| This is my haiku
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| The sick pedophile
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| Touching beautiful kiddies
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| Really gonna die
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| I think the world needs more light
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| Cause what they do in the dark too haneous for your sight
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| And mine is dark all the time
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| A sign to design true crime
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| But I’m blessed to have the platform for this rhyme
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| Damn, why wasn’t the light on baby girl
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| Grown men touch her, she 4, livin' on this crazy world
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| That’s gonna affect her way longer than the lightest life span
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| If I was there, I’d be sparking way more than a light man
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| But if we shine em' all, together we can run them off
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| Gonna hardslide on everyone he come across
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| Molotovs go to slavery in the Holocaust
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| Lotta chalk, you ain’t lit up, then you not a boss
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| Light the darker alleys, it might just spark a rally
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| For right these hearts are rowdy, tonight we spark the valleys
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| In flatlands stoppin' the bad man, we’ll grab hands
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| Girl he groping going in the trash can
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| Nowhere to hide I must say places ain’t light enough
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| You try to cut the bright of us an idol might just erupt
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| The fine of dusk would light as the night adjust
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| If you got em' then light them up
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| There was a lighter in everybody’s hand
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| The world would seem brighter
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| The sky would be fire
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| We’d raise our hands and burn the world
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| So raise your hands and burn the world
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| Hey,
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| Why did Adam shoot the school up?
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| Maybe cause the way he grew up
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| Maybe cause of loose screws
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| Scratched out cause mama loved to pick the tool up
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| Now a marathon done blew up
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| And it’s bout has two nuts
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| When Castro took the kids for about ten years and what he’d done I almost threw
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| up
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| If them was my youngins I’d try to bring the sun in closer to them
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| Turn it up a hundred and hold it up to them
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| Take a bite and chew them
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| Some of they baby life they ruined
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| I’d be going crazy on the daily daily
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| I’d pursue them
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| Don’t need more reasons to turn this to a fire pit
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| Barbecue, I would do, right find without all of it
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| It’s awful and off to no resolving it
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| Molotovs make the night brighter
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| Yeah,
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| Depresin' to seeing them
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| Was heaven cause we had sinned
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| The reverend is begging brethren to be seven and being friends
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| Tecca don’t wanna see kiddies die
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| Mine is in the stretcher, so what you gonna do with them 25 lighters on your
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| dresser
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| Yessir, shine them bright so they see us off in Mecca
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| Lessen the threats of the meth would step in with death and press us
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| To mess a, good will divide up a fight
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| Being right and polite, come and help me light up the night
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| Shine your light bright, but I finally can’t rape her
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| People stand together, make the place safer
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| No time to play when I weigh the straight haters
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| Cause they fakers and doing evil is they nature
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| This is for kids that once and often go through my head, they don’t wanna run
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| so off them
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| I don’t want no sack on my pants, so I’m asking her friend,
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| «Just keep a list so this don’t happen again.»
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| A wonderful musician once said
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| «If the people that are trying to destroy this world aren’t taking a day off,
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| then why should I?»
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| I feel that
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| So how do I light up the darkness, Mr. Bob Marley?
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| This is my attempt right here
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| I’m trying |