Time

Tha clock on da wall goes by too quicky. These years go by making loved ones old 'n sickly. Time is cunnin-oh so tricky..../
Turnin them people parinoid-seein em creepin around meakly, makin terrifing things happen weekly./
I hate tha clock on the wall, it changes things 'n makes everyone squall./
I can hear the yells down the hall, I juss wanna get away 'n ball./
The face of tha Earth changes 'n gets defaced, endagered species hunt down each otha 'n give chase./
I dunno what's gonna happen to this place, all these wars 'n fights with every otha race./
Gonna take them battarys outta dat clock, hide em from peeps in a dirty sock./

Time, why can't it juss go away?
Time, why can't we juss party all day?
Time, sucha stealer of lives.
Time, rippin familys apart with knives.



I'ma finish it someday but whatchu all think so far?

Pretty Dope..Nyce Concept And Topic..Your Bars Arent That Well Constructed But Your Gettin There..Keep Writin..Finish This Piece Im Hopin 2 Read The Whole Thing One Day..If U Need Help jus Holla..Pz..

I LIKED YOU ARE THE POET AT HEART RAPPER..NEEDS SOME FIXES BUT HEY THAT COMES IN TIME MA

I am a poet...tryin to up my poetry skillz by becomin an femcee,think its workin too