( I can record something and I can write,
I can record something all night,
I've been to bed but I barely ever sleep!
And it's been like this all week!
And I'm scared just to get on the mic,
Have a guest verse that I need to try,
But the flare ain't there for me!
Only fears when I need to breath! )
I'm so used to recording one shot,
That when I know that I can really not,
Then it doesn't feel so easy!
I don't get to busting like a dope emcee!
And I struggle with the easiest lines,
For a couple weeks now it's like this every time,
Either that or I can't rap to a beat!
Lately I just want to go back to sleep.
What has happened to me! I just want to rap and emcee!
Too much stress in my life and I battle to breath!
And try to exercise cause I need to be in shape to spit great!
Grapes of wrath to a pea.
Please... don't rake my easy way out!
I've been feeling great now I feel like a stray
And my voice it don't hold when I'm on, but maybe it's a cold coming on...
That won't go well in song.
Oh well. I need to justify myself.
I need to just retry and be fly or else.
I need to be that guy... who gets things done!
And I'm a be it less I cry for help!
I think it's time - I just write a little rhyme it helps!
( chorus )
Here we go get up aaaand emcee.
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