Wanting Eyes.
She looks and notices people who wouldn't do the same
People who find something else, People with no shame She walks the street, family beside her, she's in the front Recognition only talking to the others, making it so blunt She just stares, wanting whatever her brother recieved Her soul in need, wanting eyes of people ever so Direly But she can't recieve information into relative thoughts Her Mind painting pictures she hoped her eyes caught She knows nobody's looking, but she still wants to see The colors of vast control, looking for pictures to recieve She stands, cane in hand, for the people to try to find That though they think she can only see darkness She knows what she sees, perhaps the people are blind He journeys his everyday adventure outside of his door Wearing something outrageous, from his set of clothes Maybe something thats noticeable, the colors on brink Or maybe the threads in his clothes, that no longer link He only calls for things, That he recieves so negatively Attention he doesn't get, that he calls for so desperately He thinks he's the life of every single thing thats happening His clothes, his attitude, for your eyes that he's grasping Maybe its the fact, That his father was never really there That he abuses what he gets, And always overpays his fare But you see, He can't see what the other townsfolk can see Is that a disgraced person... Who wants the people to see what he wants them to see What brings these two together, is that they both realize They are wanting eyes, one to see, and one to see eyes One wants to know what her world is like,curious to explore And one wants the eyes to see, until from his antics are sore One needs them to see, what colors seem to fit her world Though she needs to realize, she's perfect, perfect as can be She doesn't need the attention, just realization that she needs While he needs to know, that he craves too much for himself people are telling themselves, this boy is way too full of Himself He has the eyes of attention, Just not the one he wants He needs the eyes of other, Because He broke the ones he got |
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this is nice man....ya structure was off the Hook and ya FLow Man Amazing............But getting Off that it was Pretty Nicely Done ya Vocab was Good ya Wordplay was betta Made the read Betta to....can't say much for the topic....But it was Good keep doin yall THing....Peace....
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yeah that spit were pretty hot, fa'low were sweet an structure were packing heat dawg......
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good rhyme structure ....ya flow was easy 2 follow....had a strong story....a few filler lines..but definitely a good piece...
ima have 2 give dis 1 2 thumbs up... |
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nice drop homie.......ur vocab,wordplay,structure, n rhyme was all tight as fuck son...keep doin ur thang...overall this drop was fire son...
Peace |
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this was good, had a good flow, sounded like a poem sorta, anywayz, keep spittin
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hey nice drop...good flow keep it up!!
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hell yeah man I thought this shit was hott as fuck!!!! Good structure and good flow..........peace homie...........keep spittin.
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coolio,thanks for replies
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dis was hot, at first i thought it was about
a golddigger but da second verse cleared me up keep at it man peace |
A gold digger?
OK, however you see it. |
awsome shit, structure impectable, wordplay the shit, keep up
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it kinda sounds like a poem......but it was nice.......flow was tite.......good luck! :) ......keep droppin.....~1~
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This was a good piece, the creativity and lines you wrote were really good a lot of uunique thoughts very well done keep it up
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..This Verse Sounded Like-a Book..
You Got Ya Own LiL style..It's aight.. the flow was simple but it Flowed Good.. Over-all, pretty Good Simple Spit.. |
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