the first shot has been fired, the question is, how will she respond.
Anti-virus
Vengeance, oh how bitter sweet, as one two, BAM, students compete
One has rep, the other flow, I stare her down and this she knows
But this is not what it’s about, but I still laugh, watching her shout
Takes it for hers, haha, no chance, I took more than just one glance
Screenplay is mine, based off cartoon, draw your gun, it is high noon
Ten paces back, to late you’re there, bullets in back, fired from stares
Angry tirade inside the crowed, yet you stand there a silenced sound
Speak but my words back me up, fingers, keyboard, call my bluff
No chance in hell, you’ll pull this off, with my words coming out as coughs
Bacteria spread by just your voice, now school wide, all but rejoice
Announcements, oh my god the hate, hearing your voice, we go irate
Screw swine flu, you are the plague, now your life lines grow so vague
Everyday, we feel the pain, blood boils inside our veins
But I don’t speak out just for me, but for others who can’t get free
So many speak, but cannot face, in front of you, a shattered vase
You see that it is just not I, but you’ve created this divide
Between soldiers, this battleground, boom boom bang bang, gunfire sounds
Anger bleeds out through our tears, we know the cause but feel no fear
Anti-virus for this plague, come on speak up, first move’s been made
-Carlos “House” Gerardo
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