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You Rap?


Ok, So I guess I’m gonna rap for you Cause if I call myself a rapper then that’s something that I have to do Tie some words together just like lacing up a shoe And start laying it down harder than the pavement on an avenue But this is more than passing through I’m pulling in the parking lot The light inside my head keeps getting flicked on like it’s sparking pot I’m addicted to burning thoughts and I don’t plan on quitting Plus I’m willing to admit that everything I’m spitting’s written Committing wit and ambition so you listen, envision, and give into wisdom’s my mission I find the rhythm of opinions oscillate like a piston So I pinpoint my position with unbiased precision I’ve seen divided ideas confined to personal prisons Then collide, and annihilate like nuclear fission But what if we flipped the conditions? Like instead of using simple-minded lines to talk shit Rappers devise relevant rhymes to resolve conflict Move beyond the cultural bond of flaunting incompetence And become more confident in our honest accomplishments A novel concept, spawned from the depths of me While pondering consequences if current commonsense was left to be Cause attention’s span tends to bend infinitesimally Especially if this lesson is treated as anything less than a necessity So I invest in literary weaponry Good luck telling my intelligence to rest in peace Like a beast unleashed to feast when you keep that which it seeks I leave every bit of ignorance deceased and buried six feet deep Let’s lay the old ways down to sleep Awaken and take hold of endless pleasures we can reap I wouldn’t say that I pray but I’d climb to the highest peak Cause the sight of life itself gives me a reason to speak Wrapped in ecstatic admiration I reach for an explanation And each day I’m graced with these elaborate creations Internally observing accurately worded equations Information in formation to inform a nation: My generation’s raging for a reason We’ve been pretty pissed off at lies we grew up believing First they told us we were free Then said we’d die from smoking weed That if you sit in school all day and get bored you must have ADD Now supposedly we’ll all succeed, the only key is a degree So wastes these four years of your life just to wait and see Well… That ain’t for me But neither is dropping out Cause I’ve been busy learning shit the curriculum didn’t talk about Combing art with science No longer blind to my soul’s reliance on finding the finest structure of syllables I can rhyme with While all the time making clear that what you’re hearing is mirroring the cerebral hemisphere’s steering this verbal engineering Appearing either amazed or in a maze Spending days dazed over a phrase until the phase fades and I’m gazing at the fluctuating ways my word play lays on the page saying “Hey!”… Acknowledging my brain waves Now it could seem crazy but maybe these traits can change me Cause as of lately interrelations are rearranging quite strangely Straining along the frame maintaining a plain pane Insanely insisting everyone’s image is the same So refrain from entertaining these lame aimless acts Stuck on a typical track, lacking legitimate facts I’ll wage combat while grinning like the chestier cat Making toes tap, you go “OH SNAP!”, add a little knee slap As we stop, lean & rock to this hot hip hop talk While I walk over a stomp, stomp, clap and the only popped cap is the brim of my snap back hat So yeah, I rap I guess you could say that
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