Hip Hop

blue collar, under the street lights

the hype on the corner

 

the foreigners, the outkast, no class

 

they harrass our voice

sass our choice

 

  our  event , our stage, our rage

 

 we invent and vent

 

 

 social pursuit for minority youth

 

 

 a form of expression, linguistics

 

with agression

 

and anxiety, twisted

 

harranque, deranged

 

cries to society

 

 

in contrast

 

 

 it's innovation, the outworld minds

 

of communication

 

 

it's beneath 

 

yet gifted and unique

 

 

a dream a passion

 

 

I am true, I'm of great value

 

tired of being despised, tired of the lies

 

 

soar past grief and public deceit

 

 

 

not intended for violence and destruction

just placed in hands of corruption

 

 

I'm here, a career, the great minds

 

creating a fine line of production