I Was Sittin In My Basement With My Headphones Locked..
Written A Script While I Listened To Some Aesop Rock..
Heard Atmosphere Drop On The Mid Second Verse..
The Rhythym Had My Legs Kickin Like Babys Pre-Birth..
I Sectioned Earth Off Now, As The Beats Hit Strong..
Lyricism Of Magicians The Gift All In This Song..
Slug Told Me Not To Worry Bout Those That Bother Me..
Hip Hop, The Fluidest Speech, Growin Rich Like Dollar Trees..
Unplugged My Headphones, Yet The Beat Went On..
The Pounding In My Head, Measured Chests Of King Kong..
I Continued To Sing Songs, In Speech, The Words Dripped..
Copped Stares In The Parkin Lot, Proudly Running From Kids..
It Was The Message I Was Told, Stear Clear Of Young Trouble..
So Subtle, Yet Understood, Leg It, Maintain The Bubble..
Keep Fresh The Pure Air, Hunt Bumps Now, Chop Your Knuckles..
The Melody Was Heavenly, Cymbals Were Sending Me..
Into States Of Seclusion, Deluded From Real Visions..
Wishin For A Feeling Of Something Above What I Was Given..
Hip Hop Had Struck My Brain, Shakin & Now Addicted..
Opened My Mouth At A Pace, In Seconds The Beat Hit It..
English Mastered, Speech Faded As Now I Spit It..
The Heat Was Getting Too Much, I Needed A Quick Fix..
Amounted My Sound Crown, Into My Ears Riffs Hit..
My World Returned To A Sanctum, Salvation Would Visit..
The Breathing Soon Hit Its Limit, I Had To Get Out Of Here..
Ripped Off My Sony Tiara Which Brought Shame To My Ears..
The Drum Patterns Smashed As I Screamed Out In Rhyme!...
& As I Flowed Fluently, I Felt The Gleam Hit My Eye..
At Peace With The Music, The Beat, Not Ever Losing..
From The Day Since I Averted The Weathering Maelstrom..
I Continued In This Language Of Gods, I Hale Them..

Thanks For Readin..Pz..

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