Poetry vibe general
Subliminal
Atypical
Political
Write like my expiration date's arriving soon
Metamorphosed like Frank Kafka's cocoon
Transforming like Autobots because I'm not well known
This old school hooptie leaks oil but shines bright like Chrome
Plus this labor of love fits like a glove
Hooked like these rhymes are a drug
Taking full control of my mind, soul and body
No longer playing a side kick, Kemosabe?
Writing is my life no longer a hobby
Words are weapons, my protection, lyrical Karate
Busting rhymes and breaking bricks
Flips and kicks
Line by line, making hits
Now's the time, this is it!
Carpe Diem
We can free them
Mice and men
Ewes and sheep
Wake the sleep
Show and tell
More than heaven, less than hell
No pay and preach
Just learn and teach
No quid pro quo
No zero down pay as you go
Funny
Money
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