A lyrikal miracle, suin purely spiritual.
experianced only threw the ones who can here it full.
a bliss wisper, crisper then the morning dew.
the shivering feeling, you get when people feeling you.
an ingection of pure efection you intaking from the crowd.
the pure emotion that devours your body when they getin loud.
your feet drop, you hands fall, you tremble, you stall.
its the excitment you get from it all.
the k-razy rush, sprintin from your head to your feet.
the angles of rap, rade the street.
hell brakes loose, heaves open up.
everybody in the club goes all out kurupt.
its the rush that gets your body pumped up.
the tentions is so thick you coud pour it in a cup.
then eveyobody and everything gets dead still.
on the stage....in open mic...i verbaly kill!