I wrote this about a year ago..and it's kinda long but if u just take some time to read it and gimme feed back on it. I post this piece on alot of sites cuz im recording a mixtape and this is da only track thats being debated the question is is this piece a "SPOKEN WORD-POEM-OR A RECORDABLE FLOW"--so get back at me it''d be greatly appreciated.

Social distortion is blowing the worlds mind out of proportion/
Rhymin’ cats rub criticism into their bare skin like lotion/
Master manipulators moan screams for the schemes of the paper/
Blood thirsty screams comes from the girl and her raper/
I no longer ponder on the wonder of the meaning of the word “Free”/
No one has won the right to explain that to me logically/
Simply take a look at your local dictionary/
Free speech is pre leaked to free states that second rate/
Free standing freestones prey and on free people like free bate/
I freewheel my free verse till it lurks in my soul like a curse/
I rehearse my words cuz I don’t wanna end up in a hurse cuz some cat wants what’s in my purse/
This is a prophecy of propaganda that’s worse than slander/
Lyrics before was for play this is in a new manner/
Thermo chemistry couldn’t measure my minds story/
The mixture of chemical action and heat can’t beat the rhymes that some emcees seek for a peak of the leaks of blood that flood a lonely jail cell of an innocent man who can’t put up a plan his rights are gone he has no more room to stand/
Please do not reprimand my shameless roller can/
I am my own biggest fan from the sick sights I can’t stand/
Mix the many bars into something from the planet mars/
The only thing I been through is Life and I got battle scars/
I look up to the unilateral universe but my eyes are blind to stars/
A mother can’t feed her feeble daughter but the drug dealer has a 60 thousand dollar car/
Look back at the civil war we still didn’t make it that far/
I rap a piece but I’m still from the streets/
Tappin’ on trashcans and tables just to make beats/
We taste blood and keep fresh shoes on our feets/
Beg freestylers for continues constant repeats/
Curious careful deals are done under sheets/
Got to much precious prelateral pride to squash beef/
Ligaments break off lame pain for my leisure/
Some social soldier is about to have a seizure/
Taken over tiny towns people like he’s Caesar/
The bullets that I shoot don’t have a steady aim/
They rain from my pane and stain the clean frame/
I cry at night not from hurt but from shame/
From the roots of black loot is where I came/
Spokenbluntly is superficial and not something you contend to/
Don’t pay any attention I’m not here to straight out diss you/
I’d rather rattle your brain get under your skin for a few/
This is another lesson don’t bite off more than you can chew/
Don’t talk about shit that you can’t spew/
Don’t tell to many lil white lies it’s gonna stick to you like glue/
I choose to tote guns and where the shade of blue/
I can’t get out of it now but one day my life will be a brighter hue/
No need to go insane from the slain I can’t complain/
If one of my bullets go off and pierces your brain/
Skids through your skin cracks your skeleton and let the blood fall out like rain/
I don’t have time to care and I don’t care if you don’t like me/
I’m full of rancid rage all I can do is smoke a tree/
My lyrical genius is done now it’s time to wipe your blood off my Nikes/
SpokenBluntly

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