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Untitled
The Music Why do I do this These fluid movements of words are Written all to do with the Feelings inside they They capture the things that I Hide My villainous mind All the light that burns | ||||||||||||||||
 | Despite I decide to Put it all on paper Serve the saviour Blazing the trail up with Words that connect To the intellect of individuals Spiritual and non If my rhymes only reach one I’ll spit on with a passion And fresh delivery Break down barriers Burn banners of miseryLyrically I’m anti-histamine to the Feverish Drop the hay that you toke on Focus on Being a man Take the hand that’ll lead you Out of the dark And into Light Again The pain Will end When the I in me Takes responsibility For my own Shortcomings I’m challenged vertically But I walk on earnestly Seeking growth and with that Maturity |
Who am I to tell you this though
I’m just a young brother broke With no dough but I live in hope Not for the fame or money But to learn from my mistakes And grow For the sake of my Family Mistakes Many I’ve made Many I make And many I will make But I will always learn Hard-head as I am I Will Learn And the pages of my life Like a book Will Turn Turn Turn. | |
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