"Street Poetry"
by
Sherlock Heart

So let me know if your with me
Cause if you ain't your against me
If your against me then flee
Don't fuck with me
Don't get on my bad side
If you do then your chastised
So be in my clan
Follow my plan
Cause motherfucker you be just another ace in my hand
I'm ready to grind out
If you hide
I'm a find out
So save the trouble start to shout
I make the strongest man weak
The one with all the answers unable to speak
The bravest man meek and mild
Like a poor helpless child
I install fear into the greatest of men
With just a piece of paper and a steady pen
Cause literary there's no match
I'm so fast
That I just can't be passed
So hold your tongue smart ass
I'm so ahead of my times
With these crazy ass rhymes
I can speed up, stop on a dime
Switch up to fast forward
Stop and rewind
The flow's so gold
It stays stuck in your mind
I'm like a magician
My words are magic
You can't imagine it
This shits fantastic
Bitch
The way the words flow and roll
Out of my mouth
And linger in the air
Into your ear
It sounds crystal clear
The way they creep up into your brain
And disarrange
They make your thoughts strange
Your brain strains with pains of my mental migraines
And the pain stays until my voice drops
Please don't tell me you forgot
The way I pushed from the bottom went up to the top
Now that I'm here
I ain't never gonna stop
I'm so hot
I lay the law down
Like the motherfuckin cop
Hear these rhymes I pop
They straight up Hip-Hop
My rhymes are so tight
I spit em' so right
So far outta reach they outta site
I'm hot to the touch
I spit it like such
I way to damn much
I way more than any one coulda asked for
I'll keep spitten these rhymes
Until my jaws sore
And breaks off and falls on the floor
Then when I can no longer speak
I'll use my feet
And stomp it to my own beat
Until my sneaks bleed
Cause you can bandage me up
But you just can shut me up
I'm here for a purpose
To be the best
Until my chest stops breathing
Until I give my last breathe
And yes
I confess
That my life is stressed
But I take those troubles and I ace that test
Cause no matter how weary
My body may be
I'm able to let go my flow
And be me
Be free
In these words of street poetry


 
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