American Ghetto

With a filthy woman and your ill gotten money. You walk the streets paved with the blood of the Forgotten. You stamp out the memory of the homeless and the begging. Everything has come easy for you. Nothing is a challenge. You walk through life without a care in the world. But to the people that truly matter. Every breathe could be their last. Every step there's a possibility of being shot. Every blink of an eye and they're worrying about what will happen if the lose their job. And you can't even give them a penny. You buy cars, house, and women with your blood filth. Sitting there with your rolex and primped suit. Lucky we don't come for you. Lucky we don't just rebel against the sick government which has put us in this Hell and make us call it home. Forcing us to work two jobs just to makes ends meat. While they are at the top burning money rather then giving it to those who need it. The ignorance of the world today is sickening. Everything revolves around sex or money. It becomes a fight for survival when you get into the slums. The world has stopped caring. Nobody stops to think about the suffering inflicted by those who deem themselves superior to those that have less money then them. That they are better because they have better clothes and cars. No more. I have risen from the ashes of the ghetto. I have come to bring back the very thing you have taken away. YOur blood shall run through the streets and shall pave the way to better lives. You will suffer greatly. Judged by your own sins. Driven by your own damnation. You ill become another exhibit on the traveling mass of carnage. You will become another freak to show at the museum.  Your soul so black that it can no longer harbor any light. A heart so vile he demonz use it as nesting grounds. A mind so endeavored with unpure thoughts that you can no longer be saved. It is disgusting the way you walk and say that nothing is wrong. When the suffering and pains of loss are right in front of your eyes. Now your souls is ours. You will become another sideshow to be seen by the worthy. By those who hold the ticket. The ticket within their soul.