[Intro: Tech N9ne]
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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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[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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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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[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
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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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[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
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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 up
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[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
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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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[Hook]
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[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
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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 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 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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[Hook]
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[Outro: Tech N9ne]
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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, 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
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My Haiku-Burn The World
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Tech N9ne |