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Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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Press Rewind...
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I wrote this to a song, actually. But since I probably won't ever lay the vocals down for it, and basically....I don't want to.... I'll just post it here. lol.
Press Rewind
I'm not a rapper...I'm a writer with mine /
It just so happens that all of my writing's in rhyme /
The message is clear for your ears, the rhyme's are sublime /
They're heavensent, it's evident when you listen to mine /
Metaphors so descriptive they give sight to the blind /
By the way that I describe the inside of my mind /
The way my pen, pad, thoughts, and feelings align /
Is kinda like crack; it get's more addictive in time /
Read my notebook, dopeness is in every line /
Open it, see what you find, my rhymes are acquired /
taste, it's great, the words are polishedm the flow's refined /
Kinda similar to the process of aging wine /
Matter of fact its easy to get a buzz off my rhymes /
like it's wine, I think it should come with a warning sign /
I ain't lyin', I'm tryin to change everything /
While y'all keep droppin' dimes... If you ain't get it... /
Press rewind...
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posted by Secret.
9:09 PM
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