Hip Hop Shine
Past the second light,aboard a ship am drifting
Feeling elated I need a minute to let it all sink in
If the crown fits I will line mine with pearls
Take a trip to Utopic Islands just to get my cereal outta farms
High_grade bud and tantalizing rum
I feel queasy flimsy,if am sick its the whisky cheating
Lets go far from here a place with no hurt or fear
I need freedom for a while, not mere wishful thinking,perception or dreams
Nothing imagined is real
We don't need simulation to make whips spin a rim
My goal is to make mankind supreme delight
Notta buncha snitches n rats
My artistry was sculpted from ancient Egyptian Vines
Made to last in a mummified extension of euclidean signs
If hanging the verse by double rhymes will bring justice to musicality then I will guillotine a chapter in style
Sex a whole clan of verbs just to make my point heard symmetrically
Copyright © Sonique Kwezt | Year Posted 2018
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