THE STARBEMS
Nonfiction – THE STARBEMS
Nothing good
Has been happened each and everyday
Am I healthy？ wealthy？ They’re fading away
Still so tough to get survive
Among the living in a such bad economic vibe
People who don’t sweat tweet outta sight
So cool, but fool, walkin’ on ice
You can touch me, feel me, but you feast the beast
‘Cos I ain’t no trust old clished beat
Non-fiction
is imitation
Pay attention
Everybody’s cheatin’ on you
Hang on
Your bran-new vision
Get your ass on
Outta dirty tiny little world
Touch me！ Feel me！ Gonna feast the beast！
Nothing good！ Neighborhood！ Make me good！