Need Raps So many #poems on Oppuss, but there is a serious lack of raps, I have to backtrack on other accounts before I can say that's what I want to see everyday
Need Raps So many #poems on Oppuss, but there is a serious lack of raps, I have to backtrack on other accounts before I can say that's what I want to see everyday
Ember-Song Draft Verse 1 Rising out that fire a demon, and being imposed by a giant behemoth, that's my #life and here's the scene if you haven't yet seen it, many think that we possess some kind of secret which leaves an unlimited rebirth because we go down so many times it's, crazy how we can get off from being pushed back on our backside n just rise here, undoubtless when they sees us that we're some sort of freaks cause when we climb countless mountains and they're constantly getting steeper and still make it to the peak at the same date every year Well all I see are people who were just like me, suffering cause somebody can't take a person who doesn't bow to their knees Well I be that unlikely knight with a mic in his right hand and an open palm on the left, holding out a sign of friendship yet still spittin' raps at his best. And so now I send the real losers straight back to the sewers where they belong as well as keep smashing, lashing and passing these lyrics of this mic just to keep track with this song it's like an eternal battle between right n wrong. But the light is being fought by guys with swears and brawn whereas the dark has succumbed to the rich popular and pawns So i guarantee that I'm not stopping till I'm sure that no one can rap badder than me, so in other words I'm not stopping till that dark is gone and I'm standing on a mountain watching that break of dawn So long as i keep rapping there's nothing bad that can happen, cause I can just spit it back n finish later on this napkin. Some people call my raps magic really I'm just a master imagine that your words are a football well i'ma just pass it right back with a bicycle kick, Know what it's like to be at the bottom of your #life well I'm gonna show you what it's like to come right back up you see it's... Chorus Excuses are loose, and I apologise for the plain excuse I'm just not used to being screwed, every few blue moons in my #life and every time I am, the clock just seems to fly by & this weight on my shoulders forces me to hunch over, How can this be sober when my mind is cracked and every good person I just loath em, I wish the bank would loan me an owner so I could give away the reins of my brain and no one would notice, I am a poet, every rhyme that I get either dissipates or I stow it within my noggin meaning that my melodical talkin should be stoppin! It's the same situation with other people in this place and I KNOW IT! So many phrases and notes are lost because no one wants to come forward, 60% of the time it'll just be manure but hey there's something called improvement, and I improved to ensue, that the past could only be looked at by looking back on the past, and there's no point in looking back on a past but I was a disaster man, my mass disaster, master plan got people thinking I was a nasty man and it got around so fast but at last it has ceased, I was guided by an eagle mind and a beast The ember people may look the same but inside we feel changed, my soul it has aged it's amazin but it took a price to go from an ember and rage in to a fire that was blazing then cave in, and raze all these haters with my hate that was caged in Look at me now I'm racing and keeping pace with that special place inside my brain I like to call "Rehabilitation, it's insane that they should be allowed to walk safe and cause more than just mischeif, so make sure, THAT BY GOD THEY DON'T WIN TODAY!" So see this watch on my wrist though, it's simpol, like us the ember people, all we have to do is be knocked down and come back round with a fist fo', all of you who ever doubted, n rowed at, and made us the punchlines of your piss jokes Final Chorus