A lot of the time when I get bored I just start rhyming in my head and I decided to write this one down, hope you guys enjoy. Land of the Controlled I wish I lived in the “land of the freeâ€, Not oppressed by a government that tries to control me, But we don't care and still disobey, Trying not to get busted day after day, But why is a plant such a high priority, When murderers and rapists seem to always go free, Even those that worship and act all holy, Say it's for sinners but how can that be, Since “God†created everything on this Earth, So how can a plant cause so much hurt, It's because of the lies that the oppressors spread, Sowing their propaganda into the fool's head, Just trying to control what the masses think, Until one day we say enough and reach that brink, Take back what they say is controlled by the people, But is really controlled by those that are evil.
Yeah, funny thing is I usually come up with them when I'm stoned out but I was sober as a bird for this one.
Thanks xtMitchellx. Mysterie, I have thought of rapping it but like all my poems it just doesn't sound right to me, but they are all in a rap style when the words run through my mind.