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I have a unique way of presenting my concepts in rhyme. Please bare with me. All my sentences rhyme. Get used to its dissimilarity if you're going to be in my reader base.
Razin' Creation
A creme colored ball dances to the other side of a street
Following a wavelength pattern through where the heavenly ocean & man-made rainbow meet.
As the light from the skies shine in, exciting our blindness
it is then that we city folk are reminded of what we are - miniature replicas
of sweet stars in the face of reflection, replacing God's
with hollowed voices zig zagging in zipper fashion through hollow alleyways
As nymphets scream rape to kid around city surroundings,
and corner-stores contemplate corporate murder proud and loudly.
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The totem pole of order remains a hierarchy of mothers
Which seems to scream graffiti to some, but sing policing to others.
Anarchy is where the height is; reunited with kind gifts:
Along with a cry of life streaming as a centered child's crib of death - and love
sided by golden play-mirrors in the face of a worshiped star, tracing a wilderness
and hills tipped with mechanical shrouds creaming the building tops above;
where the whimper of a rocket might be the only acknowledged wilt of breath,
and the only pond known to man, like any passerby theme park, has a single dove.
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geometrical pieces are dragged and choreographed as orchestration,
to dance their moments in time and beget a slow, over-ash-leaping generation
for a future which minds it, nigh-to-perfect a goal
who could've whined - whit of a pant - with a good listen, it saith:
“the full are quiet as death. the hungry cling to their cheeks”
who lies for their bread, or sighs in the streets?
as high as some be, all are scrounged and fed back to machines
which by the power of ungodly men, ill, twas ne'er beseeched
they replied as sweet as a sour bitterness reaped
and buildings by hour are homegrown, condoned, dethroned, disowned, then blown,
by adults whose whole world were once a lego piece.
The youngest shriek.
But men laugh, and take their children home.
fuckin dope read right there
Se7en Travels
you were on yesterday Orc, conversing in LLL chat. What happened? Thanks so much Galactus.
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...425/index.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...432/index.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...421/index.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...430/index.html
im not motivated to write this kind of stuff anymore man.. idk what happened me. i got too involved in getting better at battling i guess. with elevation of one artform comes de-elevation of another mayb. i apologize yo.
LOL
you can be dope at both at the same time..
for example.. im dope at text. motherfuckers just don't have an appreciation for my art of dissing. They call it wack because they can't comprehend my artsy use of language, yet I think their writing is wack as hell.... I'm still the one to lose battles.
So really it comes down to true writing. Text as in the LLL right now isn't true writing. anyway orc see ya round
Dug the concepts and language a lot
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