ComMediators (lemme kn what u think world)

I done been every where for this music biz/
but it seems everybody tryna use the kid/
the luv my style, n it not for tha money/
courruption aint my style, so i strive for the country/
when de media aint saying nuttin and i turn that culture dial/
Wearing them down like a nail n a nail file/
Ghost writting is for those with no presence/
and when i rhyme you can feel my whole essence/
so keep actin like hataz, i aint gotta see minors/
coz i can spit all these rhymes in the form of c major, i be killing these beats/
I am here to creamate ya/ and I am talking to every rapper, every clapper/ i know once i achieve my goals you gon bury me after/ but even if i'm dead my music lives on i'll be thanking you thereafter/

[CHOURUS] [Come Mediators, try n tackle my soul/ my flow surrounding me like it on foot patrol/ believers listen to the rhythm open your soul/
you wont be harmed while the haters hearts go cold So when i close this chapter/ n open the next /Itll be one that commands me respect /My head in the clouds/ staring at the world frm the nxt aspect]

Wen pple say they don’t like me/ Man they tone def/
theyll b littled to a baby taking their first steps/
man im better than you/ im young HOVA you/
stick a voodoo pin in your neck is what i probly do/
Coz wen i see tht face /fire add to my tears/
And epiphany speaks in my ears/
And the vision makes it clear/
Opposite to CP3/ i step ova the line/
Maybe its dangerous/ but we’ll see in tym.
But sum one gotta do it/ to dictate to the haterz/
Intead of snooping round like sum punk ass investigator
Boi u best just crown me now/ coz i the best/
The beat frm ma heart go straight to ma head/
Im committed to change like mr obama/
But i wish to see that for pounds instead of dollas/
Peace in the east is what we all pray for/
But the decision of the west is one familys will pay for/
Frm refugees lives to children livin in the west/
Waiting for their fathers/ but they don’t come home/
Being held by darkness feeling all alone/
[ VOICE “plz daddy, plz plz come home”]
Enough of depression lets look to the truth/
Let god bless me in a life of lyrical freedom/
To speak out for the weak on the ablolition/
On these weak tear stained pages/

[B][CHOURUS] [Come Mediators, try n tackle my soul/ my flow surrounding me like it on foot patrol/ believers listen to the rhythm open your soul/ you wont be harmed while the haters hearts go cold
So when i close this chapter/ n open the next
Itll be one that commands me respect
My head in the clouds/ staring at the world frm the nxt aspect]

Youll be lookin inside the box for the answer to come back with /
Where the truth is its way out of your arm width/
Rest in peace daddy/ u didn’t die in vain/
Even though a carry your pain/
I translate it to my rhythm /
To make it sound insane/
Coz with out it id be the same ol jay

I don't think you posted this in the correct section

gimme a sick beat to put it on coz i was using the ludacris MVP instramental

put this in OM...no poll though