The sound of revolution, is my evoluviton
the solution to my polution
of the internet air with weak rhymes
ive done spit that shit for the last time
soaking up the world
and curling it up in my mind
watch it unfurl as i hurl it at you
thats my rap comin at you
and into your ears this is what u hear
its an absecne of fear, no more shyness
and more dryness, no more slobber when i spit
i cleaned it up and aded a dash of whit
wordplay is a part of my repitoir now
no more black and white like a cow
i spraypainted the fucker pink
cuz i really learned how to think
and show it in my rhymes
unlocked the mystery to human minds
found things i didnt even know
my eyes opened wide like ventian blinds
and in an instant i felt my feet plant
and i lost the feeling of just aimless rant
and gained the feelin of skill pure in its glory
but still so much to learn but thats lifes story
i dont know the end but what i know is that it wont end
till i let it ends me, my skills grow deep like hatred and envy
uprooting those who proclaim they goods enemy
lifting up cars and trees i cant belive i rapped with such abilty
im so high on my horse itll hurt more when i fall
im ready for it nock me off with criticsm and all
im not a gangsta, im not a thug, im not a rapper,
im just a kid with a sour mug, tryin to write madder
and if that aint right ill take the sin with me to the afterlife
cuz ill write for life even if i die in strife
cuz no matter how much i suck ill do it till i lose my last buck
i wont let diciulty beat me, if i quit ill be a fuckin shmuck

work on vocab,.......flow.......line length.........pretty simple n basic piece



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