The Alchemy of Verse I am an Alchemy of Verse…they say how can he disperse I’m a living god looking down from the balcony of earth For knowledge, I proudly thirst…no fallacy…rehearsed Days stretch….from the last to the first… reality is a hearse Dead men caught in the totality…exposed and coerced Data uploaded from birth, but instead…they chose to search Chose to work…thoughts embedded…inside most hold the worst But I chemically stir, nouns and verbs… in free pose I’m diverse My words mix…a surplus of verbiage…jammed…the mic relayer I’m cursed with…worthless verses…damned… despite the prayers I burstin’ haters…I’m the type to ignite life with my write saber Flows form skyscrapers with lines on paper…sticky like flypaper Melting solar caps…the rhyme maker, picky like icebreakers Shhhhh, my silence might wake ya…I elevate high like vapors Verbal mathematics spews from my lips and rip HOT automatic Grab it…If it came from my soul, how could it NOT be a classic? Did you catch it? I spit Hip hop and tracked it from my flag ship I express graphic… my homiletic tactic attack this as I craft it I’m a savage…depleting rhymes from the body like lactic acid Never stagnant…I’m active…causing havoc…check my tragic status I’m a rhyme addict…spitting flows from my minds attic Magnetic…moving through times static…trying to define magic Don’t panic…my mechanics are manic…and sometimes unstable But completely organic…gigantic…It’s left of the periodic table I’ll stop spitting this ONLY when the skills vanish and I’m unable Or I snap and crack like a cable…but until then…I’ll stay grateful Im an Alchemy of Verse... #luckyleftyspitter
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 16:59:10 +0000
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