A words worth a thousand pictures.
It's art and linguistics flawlessly blended,
I say **** the statistics, bring the DJ and the mixer.
Let's pump the bass, in the arms of music where all brothers.
My rhymes are intended,
the base like a wall to a fixture,
like halls support the walls,
beams support the halls,
and the floor supports it all.
Given situations, I rock the foundations.
Like water from a kitchen sink.
Creativity bursts from within me.
Where my thoughts are traced to where I think, infinitely,
Confidently, evidently, in the form of me rapping.
My bloods laced with innuendo.
Legions would fall if I say so.
Based on what I know,
the influence of flow
and what it shows.
For convenience I don't see with my eyes anymore,
I see with my heart now.
For, I can drop another metaphor.
The house can collapse if you slam the door.
The kick and snare, when it comes to this I've got love to spare.
I here the same beat everywhere, even when no ones around,
the sound, resounds and pounds.
Like the rapid beat of my heart.
I wish my eyes where open to start.
It would be thus, if I was more smart.
In part, I wish for more music.
You could call it love sick, whenever I hear something that sounds exotic.
The sound is toxic, caustic.
I can't pause it, but why would I want to?
I want to smell the sweet perfume.
My love for music is like the sky is blue,
It's absolute and true.
No convulsions, I share it's pulse and whenever, whatever, forever.
That tie can't be severed,
this feeling is tethered,
as soft as a feather.
It will never leave, until the day my life is drained, but I believe,
That it'll still remain, like the blood in my veins.
We share joy and pain, I'll never be the same.
Ever since music came my way.
It's like fortune and fame and the sun and rain,
No ones to blame.
Because it's my main source of happiness.
Like a river to it's fish,
I feel it's flow when it goes boom, boom, tish.
The effect is hard to miss.
It's impact and effectiveness.
When it hits people look like they just got smacked, or they just got dissed.
The pure shock, like it's their first time feeling it.
It's music's sweet kiss.
And don't forget.
You will end with regret,
what would you expect?
Show music respect and inject,
that mix tape, just don't put in any shit that's fake.
50 cent, lil wayne, justin timberlake.
Their rhymes aren't decent, the music they make.
Be careful what you listen to for **** sake.
Just chill and intake what you can.
That bond between music and man, don't abuse it.
Use it and understand.
What classic and what's not, drop it if it's not hot or chill.
Make sure that shit gets heard, you get a feel,
you understand it loud and clear.
Don't fear to test other styles.
It's all near, shit could leave you wild,
it might be worthwhile, no denial.
It makes me smile, even if it' been a while.
Just lay back, recline.
Say back, feel happiness.
From ten to nine, but music is timeless.
It's too damn fine.
To be restricted by the human mind,
designs to intricate to define.
Grab it with your soul and say "It's mine"
It's a right that belongs to human kind.
Conveying the might and creativity.
Portraying the strength and productivity.
Displaying the power and flexibility.
The opus of it's end result.
The beginning of it's retort.
The status you know.
The sadness to show.
The tricks I flow.
All things it stands for.
I implore, even more.
It can't be simply ignored, locked away in your thoughts.
A spiraling staircase with drops.
Another song you face, with every step you take.
Don't take it for granted,
without your notice it expanded.
Where you focused it landed, a location most people abandon.
They shut it in, forget it exist.
But still it persists and insists that you seize and desist.
In the midst it comes back, a colorful flash, you remember.
You forgot the past, it happened so fast.
There was a huge blast, a huge mass,
What you forgot, what you thought was gone.
A missing song, you missed it far too long.
Don't lose it this time, it should be a crime.
I rhyme like I got no time, I can just keep going without any sign of stopping.
Or knowing when I will stop flowing,slowing, but showing,
That every line has meaning.
I am sorry but I have to put this down before I pass out, it's like five here, I thought your retort would be finish by now, so I got a head start working on this monster, not considering you're doing shit like sleeping or something. Anyways heres my reply to whatever you post.
Edit: I'm giving this shit my all dude.
