The Chronicles of Life and Death
two links.
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...t=273612&page=2
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...155#post4021155
I wrote this on an emotional tip...i know the way i put it together seems a bit fucked...but bear with me because the flow is flawless.
As an artist, I wonder am I destined for WHITE CANVASES?
Ask thousands of questions…why the fuck isn’t LIFE ANSWERIN?
It seems like my SIGHT’S TAMPERED WIT…I see COLORS OF PAINT VIVIDLY
Picked up a MIC an COMMANDED IT…branded an COVERED WIT FAINT IMAGERY
Didn’t choose what FATE’S GIVIN ME…but I EXPANDED THE TALENT
Forced flat LAND INTO MOUNTAINS…its not like when I came out I was HANDED A BALLAD….
Lyrically ENHANCED AN EMPOWERED by the fact that I SPEAK TRUTHFULLY
All I need is a pen IN HAND AND AN HOUR…an think the ink’ll just LEAK FLUIDLY
I possess a UNIQUE FLUENCY…CONGRUENTLY PIECE TEXT AND A STRONG VOICE
Redirect all DEBRIS THREW AT ME…USUALLY ‘TWEEN DEATH AN THE WRONG CHOICE…
I SUSPECT THAT IM ON POINT…interwoven in the FABRICS OF RAPS ELITE
CRAFTED ESTABLISHED MAGIC…until I DRAFTED A CLASSIC MASTERPIECE...
AUTOGRAPHED CASKETS TIL I WAS ATROPHIED…then TRIED TO SHY AWAY FROM THE CONFLICT (trying to stop battling…….)
Could my RHYMES DESCRIBE THE FACE OF A CONVICT…or REALIZE HIS MIND’S NOT A PLACE TO GET LOST IN
Could a man still be deemed a WASTE OF SPACE IN A COFFIN? Or is he reborn in DEATH WIT REDEMPTION?
Life cant be ADDRESSED WIT A QUESTION…an all ya problems cant be CONFESSED IN CONFESSION…then BLESSED WIT A BLESSIN
So I wonder why is death stressed as the BEST REINVENTION…they just FORGET TO MENTION there’s still a LIFE TO LIVE
And in SPITE OF THIS…we cant FIND IT IN OURSELVES…we put KINDNESS ON THE SHELVES yet CHRIST FORGIVES
I think for once we can SLIGHT THE SINS…Instead of WAR AN HURT…I try an FORCE THE BIRTH
Of shit so hot it SCORTCH THE EARTH...an FORM A VERSE that shakes it till the CORE DISPERSE…
This shit is MORE THEN WORDS…it’s a SORTA THIRST that I really cant CONVEY IN A RHYME
Something I cant even PORTRAY IN YA MIND…no way Im DELAYIN DESIGN…we all die…we’re dyin right now…A DAY AT A TIME
I think we’re all really the SAME IN THE EYES…lookin right back in the MIRRORS REFLECTION
As we all get NEARER TO DEATH THEN…that’s when we decide to get a CLEARER PERSPECTIVE…
An I know BEFORE LONG, I’ll reach one person with the words that I FORM IN A SONG
Then its all worth it…cuz life means a little MORE WHEN ITS GONE