Gods Chav

I wake up and begin to reason, I don't have any clothes that fit me, ain't got no food to put into my tummy.It only takes a second before I make the decision!I gotta go out and do some runnings! Trust I'm not going hungry for a moment longer....I'm a chav without a hood or a guy waiting on a J.S.A payout, from a centre without any way-out...I begin to realise everywhere I go its easy pickings...I'm just a hood on a mission, a chav, before a judge I stood and had my Community Service revoked..all because they called us breds chavs!.You see that's a name we call one another! Can’t an eater a wage slave 8- 6 be thinking they are anything more than the ass kissing McJob chasing the Dragon 50hrs for £220! Fuck you fuck the sell out bitch working jus to pay the landlord..thinking you got a life when you’re just limited to your five senses, the only Dream you have is to escape the chains you can't see.I'm already out of my Birdcage, ain't going back Jack! Look at this Chav.I got a brand new hood my freedom and I'm picking up!Trust anybody who passes judgement is already a slave a cog in the machine...bolstered by the tele prompting Obama Deception..to the news reader to your mom's brain, as the news feeder smiles every word read well, a big fat wedge the Bankers smile the Bankers control the Wankers lie is told different on every level.Fuck them they can have power but can't have Joy there power is not powered by my soul.A starvation Generation fighting and scratching Drinking wasting running Dying fuck you to the Sound of the chant Down with the Nanny State Sell out N.W.O will be the last Stand..on the parapit of the broken blocks and rubble will be the Chav leading the Battle, just like in War of the Worlds except the Enemy is from within, where your taxes go, the Red Shield with there militarized Zones, checkpoints, National I.D Required. Microchip a little itchy at first you tell your only child. Rations devided, flouride levels rise as the Machine changes into top gear.Only to come to a sudden holt with the rise of the Chav the hood, the person who understood the plan of the Red Shield, the Rothschilds smile with the extra profit of the Carbon Tax...What they wish for is joy, a normal perspective well nature never intended in any singular dimension for them to win. we are not alone ever. We already got Gods Intervention It has no name no gender or anything you want to call It.I'm a Chav God's Chav.