RapVerse.com Community - Rhyme Between the Lines (have you seen it yet?)

you know my style is expansive and expensive...
so most my flows are not free yet they're pensive

apprehensive to fight it's reprehensible quite
so in spite of my dispensible wrongs I write

righting lines and minds like boats capsized
unrealized that my eyes can't see why

and who what where when do we question the lies?
Cuz it flies in the face what's spent on the shy

fifteen year old teens whos dreams are stock traded
for glocks plated in nickel so ya should hope it's not fated

berated and dated till vaginas bleed gold
patriated and stated so ask what needs hold?

such a grip on each soul that sold maybelline
maybe it's me that cosmeticly hated the scene

supposed i'm clean rocking underground labels
it's all fable eating meat at the vegan lunch table

ready abel and cain to kill my brother in jealousy
jealously denie that I've acted as hellishly

indelibly for hating on bling bling i've biggoted the truth
and would I wear a Reebok for a session in the booth?

although squeamishly bulemic is not my chosen route(rowt)
It seems I scream when I see whats comin out my mouth?!

cuz it hurts on it's way through the stomach and throat
that everything that I'm believing, is not something I wrote

it's all out of scope and distorted by stupid rules
like when to rhyme and how's it flow if it doesn't?

leave lines related like cousins grouped in dozens
and minds are left to buzzin and baked in blunt ovens...

I'm lifting up spliffs. drippin this hip hop leverage
smoky lips and drunken style on sippin flows like beverage

throw em back stiff.. takin lines with zesty limes
to cut the taste we don't waste on those arrested minds

that at the best of times are slow through development
cuz words are marked retarded...not talkin bout intelligence

it's all irrelevant when I'm way off topic like Whoah!
stop that ish throwback on the rewind to slow mo!

In the beginning where was all the sinning and hate
now kids are spinning in place.. the devil's winning again

now y'all are getting in underage with disheveled I-Ds
malevolently limit my fate and succumb to the devil in me...

so benevolently at discount I try to sell ya some weed
then maybe you'll sell it for me till I tell ya to bleed

we elect phonies who phonicly deceive on cell phones
electronic with cronies that perceive to sell loans

mortgage morality so more kids are influenced
with morbid totality sick in-fluenza affluence...

it's happenstance and merely matter of fact
feed it into my mic then I can chatter it back

oughtta react the phatter the track and natter with knack
difference with me and other emcees is batter to track

bringing it back down to sleep a deeper meaning
deep i'm dreaming of clouds cut with bitter beaming

sun is gleaming with hatred for sky devastated
with glee is elated when prognosticated

for patients is pellegrino chemotherapy
bottled water and illness pills this isn't fair you see?

further what's scaring me is to contemplate my children's fate
only contempt and hate can blow smoke in their face

and I don't even have kids yet...Yet, I surely feel the threat
of mother nature extolling debt from when we taxed her breasts

and her feet and her knees... she was only good to please
so it's understood you see...polluted till we couldn't breath

I'm talking in past tenths cuz we're already half dead
days due on the last rent that's spent on The Passion

praisin the Christs raisin and hatin on jew abuse
anti-semitic bruises are forgotten and blame is shifted too

though the same could be true or at least said of you
when a few would kneel in pews with nothing to lose

but sin to confession oh thank god for blessin
cuz i get the impression that I can continue on pressin

flesh and never a question will hold me from heaven
cuz keeping my mouth shut is commandment eleven