in the throne i explain
how all you are is is a brain
somthing you control
but for fame there will be a tole
I'll decide that myself
but for now i will give you wealth
what do you wanna be?
a rock star?, lawyer?, bit time attorny?
a rock star it is
but dont you forget who did this
with a point of a finger
you vanish into a room
with women all over you
this is your dream come true
you look around to see whats happening
champaine, guys in suits smilng
looking at their phones dialing
you stand to start talking
you find your self only galking
your manager tells you to take the stage
the crowd roars like rosanne on a rampage
you walk up to three guys
tom, brandon, and chris
tom says, "are you ready for this?"
"ready for what" you ask
chris says, " nevermind, just get ready you ass!"
you take the stage
the lights turn on
the crowd roars begin to fade
you step up to the microphone
like a dog going for his bone
the performance rocked
the sniper is locked
you played beutifully all night
to bad your as high as a kite
the sniper has the shot in his site
the guitarist begins a soft song
you fear there is somthing wrong
you run off the stage
tisk tisk that was a full gage
you wash your face in the sink
you need some time to think
you put on a nice show so the crowd cheers
i appear in the mirror
"is there somthing wrong?"
you say, " somthing wasnt right"
"its okay, i understand"
you scream, "can you please get me out of this?!"
"abselutly .....not"
you say, "WHY THE HELL NOT!"
"dont you yell at me"
this is your dream
you are not done
did you think this would be fun?
if you want out there's the gun
but if you kill yourself
your going to be a trophy on my shelf
so think about this first
give up becouse of one out burst?
shit i thought i knew you better
you said you were strong in the letter
remember this,
I'll  be here until the end
everyone stabbed you in the back
because of the money that you lacked
are those friends?
i think not
so trust me
i can provide anything you need
your not different
everybody has their own sense
yes, a sense of greed
it still continues
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