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Love and Greatness (Rap)


  • There is a sound that everybody knows
  • There’s a wave in the wind, someone who is heavy, brawny, grows
  • There's a story lurking, largely lengthy, hardly told
  • Of love and greatness born, and he’s steady on the goal
  • Listen to a beat; hallelujah preach

 

  • This is soon to be risen through the deep

 

  • Cognition’s lunar breed; musician sooner please

 

  • Children root the creed; with a million groups in need

 

  • Society irreconcilably lies to me trying to see

 

  • Justifiably we might just be mindfully wise to things

 

  • Advisedly don’t resign to be defiantly tyrannized, not free

 

  • Just climb to the highest tree, be tirelessly righteous, see.

 

  • My plan’s to be balancing channeling raps from the past to thee

 

  • With practicing technique examining fashionably

 

  • How he raps with speed like rhapsodies inhabiting

 

  • Man unseen, all while practicing’s unravelling

 

  • A level of skill, we wrestle with hills, never the best ‘til we filled

 

  • From several thrills won’t settle for still; the message is real

 

  • Be gentle and chill, with a celestial feel, essentially healed

 

  • Reverential in tears we never will yield disheveling trills

 

 

  • The tough evades some, those with guts escape guns

 

  • Takes him months to state once, but His love sustains us.

 

  • There is a sound that everybody knows
  • There’s a wave in the wind, someone who is heavy, brawny, grows
  • There's a story lurking, largely lengthy, hardly told
  • Of love and greatness born, and he’s steady on the goal
  • My summary is utterly a luxury for wondering

 

  • Rhymes thundering, coloring the one in me

 

  • A stunning thing is governing my upsurging

 

  • Mind, it’s culturing even when it’s slumbering

 

  • Sick flow’s claiming voice, naming choice

 

  • As a means of gaining joy, sustaining poise

 

  • Proclaimed with noise I’ve conveyed the point

 

  • That life’s the greatest boy, stay rejoiced

 

  • In front of God, I prostrate, I nod, then thought waves

 

  • Get caught in hot flames, caused from sparkling

 

  • No job is topping hip-hop, it’s spawning.
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