Hey, people, this is my first ever rap. Hope you all enjoy it.
All characters and events in this rap- even those based on real people- are entirely fictional. The following craft contains explicit language and description and due to its content should not be viewed by everyone.
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Also, I strictly am against the use of explicit language, yet keeping in mind nature of the industry and the need of hyperbole I had to include 6 such words in this 1019 word long rap. So, I’ll still censor a 0.0059 part of the rap, for I dont wish to degrade anyone’s dignity, not even accidentally. Here we go
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Yeah, go again. That’s good huh?
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Pick up the pen and open the pad
That’s a good alternate than look so sad
Now go back try vent out the crap
And vomit all out call it a rap
Then see them go crazy and mad
You write so well you must be crack
Well maybe I’m just a jack
But what if maybe Prodigy’s back
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Prodigy made me and entertained you too
Can’t be gone already didn’t forget him, did you?
The crazy one, the one they call rude
And shrewd and lewd and the one who’s booed
When he walks up on the stage, yet without an apology
Maybe that’s why you take a bow, and call him prodigy
But how can I be so sure of his revival
When I, myself sit here struggling for survival
In this dark, in this abyss, where there’s no music
And no humming, and the beats ain’t drumming
And the rhymes ain’t running, and the quill ain’t flowing
And the flow ain’t going, and the fire ain’t blowing
And the eyes ain’t glowing, and this shit ain’t selling
And the pain’s only swelling and I sit with my head, weighed down
And raps ain’t spitting when I open my mouth
Got to put my hand in my throat and
Grab some lyrics and pull them out
Just to be sure I’m not knocked out
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Knocked out from this game of pain and shame and blame
Where friends and lovers are changing every second
But I don’t wanna play this I reckon
Aah, you don’t get a choice, I’d rather die
You forgot it again, Kings never die
But you can always grab a corner
Where you sit and cry
You sure about that? Sure I can cry?
Oh yes I am, of course you can
After all youre just another man
That’s the best thing I heard, heard in days
Cause trust me dawg, I too want the same
Well in that case, I’m so sorry mate, it’s too damn bad
Cause now it’s something you can’t have
Whoa what’s that? Why I ask
But meanwhile three already shattered their hearts of glass
I rush to the sound, grab the pieces try to put ‘em back
But in the process, I cut my hand
And as if I’m some random woman, they see me bleed
And throw me out of their clan.
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I sit back smiling trying to comprehend
Where when why in the wrong I went
How did I come in this position to vent
Was it in the fete or the texts I sent
Got to sit back for a moment and reminiscent
Cause let me honest I’m out of gas
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Got to end this mess, stop being an over understanding a**
Seems like the end is near, got to pull out my finger dear
And not the ring, thumb, index, or pinkie dude
The one you pull out when you’re about to shoot
How many times do I tell you dear, I really just don’t care
Whether you hate me, or love me, or like me player
Just tell me where’s my God damn snare
Cause from this fake love of yours we are all so sick
And this ain’t for you, but the other one who’s reading this
The one who acted like a prick
Who created this illusioned love story of ours
Where I bring her the moon and all the stars
Well that’s the problem with all you girls
Talk to you nice, you’re singing with the birds
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Now coming back to you, you go to my family and you cry
And tell them why he and me, we both should die
After all we force you to choose, and you get all so confused
Well guess what beggars can’t be choosy, and hear this from a beggar too
A beggar turned King, King turned poet, a poet who sings
A singer who’s dead, the dead who grins
I guess now its just turning into a diss track
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Look at it yourself, even your thought is enough to distract
We’re now changing all its course, and getting on the opposite track
I’m steering it, this rap is a ship
I’m both zenith and nadir b****
any you don’t deserve any of it
Just stay a f***ing mile away from me
You better watch your language there
You better save it and shut up b****
It’s already enough of it
Can’t take no more of your s***
It’s a humble message to you all
Stop your a***s from bouncing on the wall
Gonna grab your throats and choke you all
And there’s no jokes or fun here kids
A simple warning gonna tear you in bits
Cause even I’m afraid devil’s back
He’ll put you all up in a sack
Light a fire beneath, and hear you shout
And wouldn’t even piss on it to put you out
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But I don’t think I’ll be able to do that too
Seems, after all, I’m not so screwed
So once again, I’ll got the other away round
Pick up a two-point stick
And hammer it down my esophagus, till I can’t shout
And a lovely little fountain of blood spurts out
In the background, a profound harmony plays and trumpets fade
Creating a perfect verisimilitude, as to die I fall down
Like a man who tied his throat, with a rope
But the Gods cut it down, I touch the ground
But get right back up, horns start to blow and drums beat again
Just like that, I’m psyched back up
Did I fail again, or is it success
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This Rubik’s– beautiful tangled mess
I look in the mirror all perplexed
Can’t even cry, nothing to regret
Just slide open your cupboard
Pull a suit, and get back dressed
Show the world why you’re the best
Everybody knows it’s lonely at the top
But I can’t just sit back and sob
Fit your shoes, the moon wasn’t far
Too easy dawg, now let’s get to the stars
Now let’s get to the stars
Now let’s get to the stars