In a cage locked up
My soul cried out in scorch crup
Imagine the dangers of living without God

Penitentiary enclaved
Money, love couldn't hold me back being enslaved
Ambivalent feelings crossed my next step
I toiled round this invincible cage ill my bones munched death
The thought of death quaked my heart
Stars turned to galaxy of fear

Then God spoke to me outloud
Ain't no cage son; but your hatred, selfishness, anger and resentment for people
My mind coined in perspicuous bitterness
God's mercy broke this cage
And I came out unbelievably highspirited

hip hop analogy

Contrary to scientific fiction
I spurned up amongst beast and colossal dysfunction
I breath the letters of an ancient god
Soar on his feathers
I continuously darned biological petters
I am hip hop
The hop of black; black magic, black myth, black revolution & black freet
If you ever need hip hop, get on your feet!

I let its magical combustion inflame the earth
Hip hop like a cultre for the dead
Dead to evil, dead predators & medieval
Hip hop on my chest like unfeed hunger
The hunger from Congo
And the turbulence from river limpopo
Show your hands if you believe in hip hop in total

Title: The underground (about Hip hop)

Gaze on face on
Underground lives on...
Mic like fire flames I spit on...

I possess and embody the powers that lies spiritually and its so real
Habitually I used to write about candy and liquor. But now I write how candid and equal

I stay up all night to perfect my rhymes, dialect the words and discard all primes
I've never been known- no one like... Oh he's nice or he's got skills
Before the days of rhyming and sleep pills

Mic *******; the nucleus of knowledge I pass on. Amidst evil I strive on
Assuage every lyrical latent I was born to spit flames with hypothetical cadence

I am the light that shines from the dregs
I am he with the strength of helium mixed with sweat