Generation Y

There was A little boy
Who had these digital toys
They’d kill off all of his joy
And leave him always annoyed
Destroyed everything he enjoyed
To the point he could never rejoice
No choice
He’s a mainframe slave
With a brain powered by games
With violence blood guts grenades
Arcades is where he stayed
And played till the morning came
Became all that he could reclaim
It’s a shame he cannot maintain
Or explain how he got addicted
All he knows is he is gifted
In his twisted little mind

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Just another lost kid livin’ generation Y
Where their lives runnin’ by everything startin’ with I
Cuz its me me me
Either that or I will die
I this and I that
Made reality a lie

I this, I that
With no eye contact
No real ties on that
You will die on macs
You rely on apps
To get you through your day
Get your high on caps
Like you’re locked up in a safe
Rappin’ in caps lock
Getting the picture no Back drops
Why would you play on the black tops
Wen you can play on your laptops
And you can chat talk
Playin’ some black ops
All of a sudden it
Crack drops
Oh shit
Still got your playstation
Where you will stay stationed
Till your whole day's wasted

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I am livin in the future
All I see is computers
All these first person shooters
Make nerds like me not the losers
I can't be an accuser
When im the biggest abuser
On the topics of electronics I'm
A prime time consumer
So are we robots or humans
Are we monsters or mutants
Are we teachers or students
Can't decipher the blueprints
So sick of following movements
That dont make any improvements
We all are servants to the system only causing pollution
See I'm

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