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Do my bit,
By feeding the poor,
Wit some food for thought,
Wit tons of puns,
From my gums
I shoot hard like guns,
Invested funds
Have a rich source,
Never force the cause,
For the clause,
Has mouths opened to lyrical sauce
Pause for a moment,
To get my solution potent,
Percentage coded,
Rusted to eroded,
Make metal bloated,
From hard coated stories,
Not covered in glories,
But worries ever after
Were there was no laughter,
Where there was no pastor,
No father, mother, family,
Obese wit extra calories
Calling on extra cavalry,
Looking for a honey named Valerie
Watched Valkyrie,
All Germans ain’t in the racist faculty,
I love the cars,
Make me love speed, actually,
Think about property,
Think Donald Trump,
And probably reconsider,
The financial indicator
I see the hater,
But the hater sees meat for the taking,
His roasting beef at my expense
Thinks his dense,
I’m bout to rock his pants,
Wit my can of whip ass
Make his pants transparent like glass,
Make his heart demise,
Faster than closing his eyes,
Showing him an emcee that blasts,
When pushing my best
Putting me to da test,
Like litmus paper,
And by da way,
The aim is paper
Elevate like vapour,
Condense wit da maker,
Come down like rain
Release the pain,
Rolling like Michellain,
High on caffeine,
Healthy wit a steady stream,
Survival instincts for a dream,
So fresh and so clean,
I’m double crossing like double XL magazines,
Cashing in,
On teen fantasies,
Rap’s dentist removing the cavities
By feeding the poor,
Wit some food for thought,
Wit tons of puns,
From my gums
I shoot hard like guns,
Invested funds
Have a rich source,
Never force the cause,
For the clause,
Has mouths opened to lyrical sauce
Pause for a moment,
To get my solution potent,
Percentage coded,
Rusted to eroded,
Make metal bloated,
From hard coated stories,
Not covered in glories,
But worries ever after
Were there was no laughter,
Where there was no pastor,
No father, mother, family,
Obese wit extra calories
Calling on extra cavalry,
Looking for a honey named Valerie
Watched Valkyrie,
All Germans ain’t in the racist faculty,
I love the cars,
Make me love speed, actually,
Think about property,
Think Donald Trump,
And probably reconsider,
The financial indicator
I see the hater,
But the hater sees meat for the taking,
His roasting beef at my expense
Thinks his dense,
I’m bout to rock his pants,
Wit my can of whip ass
Make his pants transparent like glass,
Make his heart demise,
Faster than closing his eyes,
Showing him an emcee that blasts,
When pushing my best
Putting me to da test,
Like litmus paper,
And by da way,
The aim is paper
Elevate like vapour,
Condense wit da maker,
Come down like rain
Release the pain,
Rolling like Michellain,
High on caffeine,
Healthy wit a steady stream,
Survival instincts for a dream,
So fresh and so clean,
I’m double crossing like double XL magazines,
Cashing in,
On teen fantasies,
Rap’s dentist removing the cavities
Literature
Watching Innocence Die
I sit alone watching intently
I watch the young spirit
She smiles wide
It brings warmth to my heart
To see such a sunny smile again
The smile that has been ripped off of me
I miss that smile
That girl sits in her classroom drawing
She draws what she wants to be
She wants to be a princess, a fairy, a hero, everything.
I sit and stare at the imagination
Her innocence and beauty shines like sparkling diamonds
She believes, she smiles, she lives.
She is life.
I was life.
I was her once.
I had innocence, I had her beauty, I had the light in my heart.
But it was put out like a candle.
The spirit inside me broke
It's dead
It lef
Literature
Feeling The Light
I'm falling apart without you
Deep inside i'm crying
stuck on repeat in my head
Having no way out
Damning my self for eternity
Hearing your voice for the last time
Lost in my cold existance
Lost in your presence
Feeling your shadow
My soul feels tormented
My soul feels ignited
Feeling my skin burn with fury
Feeling my insides being torn
Wishing I were never born
Wishing I for a second chance
But all i get broken glance
But all i get is nothing at all
Nothing for breaking my fall
Laying on the ground injured in pain
Feeling the sadness feeling the rain
No one will help as they walk by
Even if they hear a moan or cry
A child of god just like y
Literature
this is the life ?
so im giving this a go.
attempting to achieve and maintain substance,
but what do I know about writing?
i never went to school
im just a freak on the side of the road
i got this pen and i got this napkin
few cloths on my back
and a paper cup
for change.
ther was a fast food stall here earlier
i dont know what time
or day
or week
or month
what year even.
he was oddly kind
gave me a hotdog for free,
which is how i got the napkin.
yeh, i know, meat is murder.
but i couldnt exactly turn round and say ima veggie mate, you got any carrots down there?
never did stick to it any way.
mice are too tasty.
coverd in a nice layer
Freestyled to this on a beat by Nicolay, I was actually listening to a mixtape by a group of guys called "The Justus League" most of whom are from North Carolina, and rapper Chaundon, influenced me to do a freestyle to an instrumental by Nicolay (Dutch Hip Hop Producer)
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nice.