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A RICH MAN, A POOR MAN, A DEAD MAN..
To pops, AKA the wolf
A buisness man,
A wealthy man,
A mansion on the sand
all is grand in a rich mans land
They wait in line to to shake his hand
Can't spare a dime or take the time
to lift a poor man's soul
But he'll buy cocain
From a man in pain
From all the lives he stole
High on powder,
As he eats clam chowder
From his sterling silver bowl...
It all went south, the soup missed his mouth
Now the snow man taKes control
History repeted,
"I really don't need it"
A desperate man once said
Tighten up your laces
because there's only three places
to go unless you use your head
one would be a hospital,
two would be prison
and three you'll wind up dead
from rags to riches
another man bitches
about a life he once had
sorry stranger, your life's in danger?
I've got mouths to feed at the pad
So he robs and he steals,
from rich ladies in heals
for a high he no longer feels
I listened to no one,
I thought it took one to know one
I should have listened to what the desperate voice said man..
His nose started bleeding
His heart stopped beating...
A rich man, a poor man, a dead man.
~Ryan LIghthouse
8:10 AM
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