Rap 1-Not fair

Our life has changed,                            
this world;
has reached a stage,
societies so full of rage,
won't turn a page;
it's hurtful.
To watch the days,        
it's like an animal
been locked in a cage;
it's a huge mistake,
is it just a phase?
To see kids so young,
think that having fun,
mean's to smoke a bong,
it's all so wrong.
To them it's the bomb;
they can't get along.
Un-respectful;
think this makes them strong.
When i was six,
i hear a rap song,
not knowing what it meant,
but innocence is gone.


Chorus:
Trying to keep away,
fighting off fears that come your way,
the words filled with horrors every day,
and it's not fair (no.not fair)

It's really bad,
the kids;
who call me mad.
Experiences they've had,
it's pretty sad,
to see them
instead of feeling glad,
having no education;
some can't even add.
Boy's call each other lad,
broken homes, no mum or dad.
A girl talks of guys,
she's only five!
A group of boys fight;
kids always tell lies,
nowadays don't deny,
they shouldn't cry;
over broken hearts.
Their tears should dry.
And nowadays,
they must always be right,
they argue, never wrong,
how can that be alright?


Chorus

It's so typical,
to think
you see faces so miserable;
it's unthinkable,
almost unbarable.
To know
that kids are capable
of almost anything;
it's incredible,
at times even fear-able,
the future's worth thinking for.
Put on hold,
that when they crawl
is innocence,
then who could know,
a downward fall?
I need a paracetamol.