Broken hatred, he's been gut'd, stolen truth with lies and laughter, rall'd the troops. But commanded, puppets story sold, shit cunts, first smile already sold out, stolen lines practiced days and nights, badly passed of as sharp wit, speak show me how and what you believe. And the reason and rhyme sparks that set all, that inploods till you have all tolls to tune. Pushing the button just to shit ya.