a lil sumthin i did this mornin.....let me know what ya think
 

I lay my head on a pillow lookin out tha window/
Before I lay me down ta sleep I strike a ryme & gotta find a pencil/
When I feeel it I gotta write immedialtely/
If not rymes dance in my mind repeatedly/
Searchin for a legal pad/
Fuck it just get me a pen,I dont need no pad/
In my head tha ryme expands without me even tryna expand it/
Fumblin through tha dark,its like my pens vanished,d*amn it/
Tryna remember each bar in order/
But Im tired & Im gettin colder/
Cant find a clock ta look at tha time/
Just tryna keep these lines confined in my mind/
Gave up on a pen,spittin ta tha dark/
Hopin it sounds right tamorow when I start/
Spark an L,tryna get corrected/
Recitin lines over in my head beside tha moons reflection/
My nerves is gettin tired of words/
Thats all I think about anymore,nouns & verbs/
But still I dont stop deliverin/
My buildins freezin,whole body shiverin/
But I cant stop,tha rythms takin places/
Lookin down at tha street,spittin ta nuthin but vacant faces/
Allowin my mind ta be freed/
Just speakin whut I feel,allowin my heart ta lead/
Wake up thanext mornin,getta shower & get clean/
damn , I was thinkin bout sumthin last night,guess it was all a dream

I can understand what you mean, I often find myself frantic looking for paper and a pen. Also the part about wondering if it will sound right tomorrow. I hate when I write a song and that happens (more of a song writer than a rapper).I enjoy reading stuff that isn't the same as everyone else.