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They say I'm, sick twisted and materialistic They fear the metaphors, because I spit 'em sadistic Cause I'm a misfit, and shattering rhymes is my intent Good thing my flows on lock, so I can put out the fire when it's lit I hear the beat, and it's straight to letting out rhymes I'll paint the picture, in no time, and still stay inside the lines With no emotion, I'll show emotion, like a black and white mime Like watching a silent movie, there's no words, but you understand it fine Visions come quick, then split, imaginations run wild Stand on patio and landscape it with words, and watch it grow a mile Cause behind my smile, is a million unheard words Open the gate and watch migration, releasing metaphors in herds Imagine a verse with no beat, or a nation with no power Watch me spit out sick rhymes, cause the way they tasted was sour I'll nudge boulders and tip them, because my words are nothing but power Then realize that the bolder was a pebble, it just got bigger as my words got louder He's a Misfit, judging by the way that he sounds, You can tell he was enhanced, there's no one like this boy around He's a Misfit, bring 'em all in, we're taking him down, To the ground, if not then fame is where he's bound Hypnotic illusions, giving minorities brain enfusions Genocidal thoughts alligned with the pain and confusion Winning and losing, tying a dying, hitting or skippin, Light a metaphorical match and watch the world call me forgiven This is Armagedden, forgot the wars forget the peace, Forget the metaphors, forget wearing a Jesus piece, Forget the mainstream, and forget the underground, None one of this will be around, there's a new sheriff in town And he's, untamed, living metaphorically insane Try him and engage in getting hit by an invincible verbal train, It's not a game, but get ready to lose, get ready for the pain Unleash the beast, and let you're letting out something more than a name Lost in his mind, he's lost in a void, lost in his time, Opens his eyes, and see's all colors, yet nothing but white He's learned to rhyme, so into a human's whom we'll send him Watch all the broken lives, come together and ammend him He's a Misfit

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Date: 5/6/2013 1:36:00 AM
Don't know much about Tupac, but Dear Mama is a good song!
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Date: 5/5/2013 12:02:00 AM
Well you have the brains for it obviously. But rapping is definitely a required kinda skill... if you ever make it work out and become famous remember me, Timothy Hicks... hahahaha... What I like about Eminem and Shinoda is how they stick to how rap is SUPPOSED to be. A story told in rhymes... nowadays music is verging on meaningless gibberish. Some of my favorite rap lyrics are Right Now and Kenji by Fort Minor...
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Aaron Guttery
Date: 5/5/2013 8:20:00 PM
I love Eminem and Shinoda. I really loved Shinoda's side prject "Fort Minor," where he released an album of rapping.. I also love Tupac, Nas, K-rino... They are all poets and lyricists in their own form.
Date: 5/4/2013 12:55:00 PM
Your last two lines are extremely thought provoking. All the obstacles that stand in your way strive off your fear of them. The less you think about them the more they resemble a pebble instead of a boulder. Profound! I'm wondering - are you wanting to become a rapper and not just a writer? Cause the way you write is akin to Mike Shinoda or Eminem...
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Aaron Guttery
Date: 5/4/2013 11:00:00 PM
Yeah definitely and the both inspire me. Slim shady is like my "alter" Skitzo.

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