Shoulda coulda woulda

[Ebony Zebedee]

Should I adopt their trifling smarminess
Be consumed with vanity and bitter hate
Find pleasure in such obscenities that I dont know how to feel great
Without malicious intent and viciousness
Without boasting proud and cruel
Of all those I have victimized in an effort to feel I rule

Coulda been just the same as those who base self worth upon
The validation of those who stroke my ego
Allow myself to be led along
Coulda surrounded myself with falsety to feel a sense of real
That in reality is so superficial I'd be expected to beg and kneel
Before the masters and dons of oppression
Before the tyrants and kings of pain
Coulda been just as petty
Coulda been just as lame

Woulda grabbed my daddies rifle when I was just a meer 14 year old
And shot the first fuck that abused me in his attempt to feel like gold
Woulda slit the throat of those hoes that set me up for the fall
Woulda snitched on every maggot that was oh so fucking sure
Of himself, his wealth, thinking hes dealt a hand that I cant play
Woulda showed em just how low I'll stoop to conquer all who lead me astray