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Bring out the hazmat
Dim the bright lights
Kill off those dreams that I dream
Greatness radiates
I incorporate hip hop
I don't do it for the green
I just write for the words
And everything inbetween
So when I write
When I type
When I rap
When I rhyme, quicktime
You don't even have time
To think of what I've said
So I'll just go and get mine
Commit a crime
First degree murder of a lyrical kind
Half my family, New York bred
Yeah, I'll be fine
******** a beat, I live for the acapella rhymes
Gun shot virgin, pour him some gin
9 to 5 life worker
25 to life crook
Shook up, by humanity and
My flows insanity, I
Don't have experience, I
Just rhyme at my own expense
Here's a sample, here's my mix
To write like me, slit your wrists
Let them bleed on the paper
Then write your words in blood, with seconds to live
All you need is ink and a shiv
Make it suspenseful, sensual,
Sensational, creational
Create a scene, give them dreams
Give them nightmares, give them hell
Saved by the bell, wish them well
Get back to the blood and the ink,
The adrenaline and the paper
As my last two lines to you
Are "******** you" and "See you later"
- by Crimson Rebel Ghost |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/21/2011 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Tokenza - 04/21/2011
- well.. I'm not some expert on rap and the method of how their supossed to work. But I do feel that in some places you tend to lose your message for the sake of a rhyme.. remember, free verse falls into rap aswell. A tweak here and there, then I'd likely buy the album smile keep it up. 3/5
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- BeccaBunny519 - 04/06/2011
- I don't care for rap but this wasn't terrible. Interesting rhymes.
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