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This world is so broke The earth wrapped in smoke, So I rapped just to cope Throw glow to a soul,   Gave birth to adapt to the rap then I show, Embrace my worth to grow l, then I sew, Puffing this smoke blow away the fake hope, Chasing my dreams til my dreams come home, Spitting venom every sentence from a tongue of deception, I question their method of self protection, Adding dimension to this world I'm cutting tension, Need a new invention for a cure to this infection, I'm punching through-a-void, empty noise destroys, I'm clutching to annoy so sing a-pray-a-boys, people roun' me acting koi, like false raid on Troy, actuality boy, shine the pain hide the joy, so when I look right in the mirror I know I see me, again, I took flight trial and error my guarantee, I live daydreams writing schemes to be alone, wearing baggy jeans no clean t, no phone, a drone, figurines no family tree tired to roam, singular road, my brains so fuzzy I'm bout to implode, I'm the youngen in the runnin out gunnin, I'm the one that's becoming too cunning, I see your bluffing but your mind is numbing, fallen in the system, it's your homecoming,
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Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
Awakening - Rap
This world is so broke The earth wrapped in smoke, So I rapped just to cope Throw glow to a soul,   Gave birth to adapt to the rap then I show, Embrace my worth to grow l, then I sew, Puffing this smoke blow away the fake hope, Chasing my dreams til my dreams come home, Spitting venom every sentence from a tongue of deception, I question their method of self protection, Adding dimension to this world I'm cutting tension, Need a new invention for a cure to this infection, I'm punching through-a-void, empty noise destroys, I'm clutching to annoy so sing a-pray-a-boys, people roun' me acting koi, like false raid on Troy, actuality boy, shine the pain hide the joy, so when I look right in the mirror I know I see me, again, I took flight trial and error my guarantee, I live daydreams writing schemes to be alone, wearing baggy jeans no clean t, no phone, a drone, figurines no family tree tired to roam, singular road, my brains so fuzzy I'm bout to implode, I'm the youngen in the runnin out gunnin, I'm the one that's becoming too cunning, I see your bluffing but your mind is numbing, fallen in the system, it's your homecoming,
I didn't edit the lines, grammar doesn't count in rap ;). I decided to preach it through music. This is a verse I'm rapping on a collaboration with 2 American friends. The audio link will be up soon :). Hope you like my rhyme schemes ;)
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RyanHolden
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RyanHolden
26/M/Middlesbrough - England
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
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