Friday, December 18, 2009

Soulful vocalist.

Soulful vocalist about the rock the globe,
my hood is the slum, sons are done by gats,
my raps sharp like a laser beam,
I develop my talents, run laps and watch my steps,
breathe a divne breath, streets are red,
with my brothers I break bread,

mothers are fed with the lifestyle,
growing up foul, you could not walk a mile,
you joke and swallow pork, I pop cork,
take hip hop above the norm,
dope formatted raps for gold plaques,
I check the mic in a hype,
eyes on fame, getting props is my game.

No comments:

Post a Comment