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IP:
Phobia
Deep between the scene............An issue arose..
Like whispering flows; the word had a glistening glow..
It was a new thing.......Everybody pondered on whos king..
Some who bring, knowledge did well but no ones losing..
Around that time, I was using; abusing the state of my mind..
So confusing; a neusense.. No hate for my kind..
Maybe a way to define; a young kid, creating a rhyme..
Misplaced in a time; where rap was making a dyme..
I blaintantly find; a lack of new rappers that rock the industry..
See god has given me; a ministry to drop a mystery..
Plots is thickening..............More rocks is glistening..
....I'm listening; waiting to ROAR, I'm never whispering..
...But...
.......I can see myself wasting my time..
Basing my rhymes, on some small--mistake at the time..
Just aching to find; the right words for showing the youth..
You know what I do.. & Old raps are flowing the truth..
..But not the new school yo.. Too many are saying fuck it..
Too many just blame ruckus; some musta just came dumbest..
They still love us; but understand we roll with the real..
A lot of cats pretend to be hard; to haul in a deal..
Their falling for real.. Blinded by commercialism..
These hurtful visions--curse the system that--works with rhythem..
No curtain system, stars is living exposed lives..
With ghost writes; on most nights, they reclude like a low life..
I dont like; to say I'm worried but kinda bored..
The find a horde; of artists that define the sort..
Of person; thats worse than a retard for cirtain..
They leave the game hurting; no teeth and blood spurtin..
I'm done working; for morons that check for skill..
I got rhymes; but my phobia is are you for real?
Are you for real?
Are you for real?
Word..
What are you scared of?
..Understand what raps actually here for..
...Nostradamus............ 2005. |