Okay ima set the Scene it’s like a 8 Mile Themed Piece-so it’s Like Underground Mc’ing…This took me about 45 Minute’s coz I was Lazy & fresh outta Idea’s lol G’Luck Schema

Adrenaline Coursing Through The Blood In My Vein's
I was on a Streak,Wettin Mc's dream's Like Rain
I was an Established Role-Model Of the Underground
Populuar, King Of Freestyling & Collab's I was Crowned
Pondering in My DressRoom which was a Gritty Washroom
Thought's were Evaporating & Dissolving While Blankness Loomed
I Dragged myself thru The hallway to Find a Kid Sniffing Coke
Delirious Youth's wasting Live's Might as well Died wit a Rope
The wall's Were Grimey Stained With all Various Sin's
I wanted to make a difference To Live's and Ppl's Kin's
My Expression was Subdued Because this was a Notorious Venue
Drug's, Drink, Adultery, Deceit & Illegal Deal's were all on the Menu
Sweat Gland's Pumping Out Endless Bead's Of Moisture
So close to My Entrance had to keep my Composure
People Slumped On the Damp Floor’s: Producing no movement
I was on top of My Game But this Scenario Forced me to Make an Improvement

Finally, i found myself On stage with a Swarm Of head's Rather Like Locust's
Vast Noise Put me off Balance I was in a Vacant trance: had to repossess my Focus
I was Exploited with Only My Lyric's and a Mic to Interact
Encouragment Expanded My Motivation was off the Hook & Cracked

I Burst Out My Flurrie's On The Crowd Which Swept with Ecstatic Noise
They were Manipulated Like i was a puppet master & they were the toy's
Beat's & Rhytm's Reverbrated Off The Split-Gritty Wall's
Drunken Whore's Tipped & Twisted Crawled & Falled
Dude's Stoned Out their Head's Got Bored & Created Chaos
The Crowd were all one Unit:Now they were amorphous into one Converted Amok
Alcholol was Tossed along With Lighter's & Missile's aimed In Random Direction's
One Of My Homey's got Hit-He couldn't get up like an Incompetent dude & a erection
But My Thought's were Tenious Riddled with Terror & Confusion
The Crowd were like Drone's possesed By a Demonic Hint Of Fusion
After that Encounter i may never Spit my Lyric's or use put Paper to Pen
That Scene Diminshed all meaning Of The Rap Culture-Never Preach My Belief's Again......

Sorry The Structure's Fucked up i dunno how to Change It lol..so sorri if u can't read it proparly..