Post by Caligrafr3 on Feb 7, 2023 1:53:29 GMT
Tainted memories, corrupt my moral beliefs,
immoral, discrete, deep within sin corals my teeth,
the bitter end sweet loneliness of being peaceful and royal,
as the evil set's beneath, to what's perceived as paranormal,
What my soul need's is 'rest; I assure you',
as I sore through city streets like cabs with wings,
bats and else flying things that are unseen,
veiling urban skyscrapers with my shadow of vapor,
trails of your maker; who is none other than I, your neighbor,
justice sings a song of disgrace; at times distraught,- my face,
I pace myself distant from followers in the wrong direction,
at points I broke mirrors, whilst staring at my own reflection,
dear america; take heed to my writings and lessons,
as my wisdom ignites your retention to fight twice as relentless,
textbook crooks stole evidence of my heritage; pawned my essence,
but couldn't jar my presence to the jargon mentioned,
pardon my speech; I feel as if my heart is questioned,
from every dark to loving part to which embarks oppression,
as kids on the run from there image and the idea of being caught,
emcees of different breeds, connect with one eternal thought,
'It's Hip-Hop forever', until the government sabotages our occult,
and uses meaning-less papers to cease our status by default..
