Addicted To Poems Part Ii
This morning I woke up from bed
With a paper and pen in my hand
Then I started to write, I hope you'd get it right?
I am addicted to poems
Some rappers hide in an image
You can't spit, makes you no less privileged
I'm taking it personal, you see i'm personal
just tell me what I write is diminished?
I glorify God through my lyrics
I will never despise my critics
cause I understand, we are different humans
They may have a blurred perspective
Or maybe I'm tripping
Maybe I need to speed up my rhythm
You can't kill my spirit
My intuition told me someday I'd be winning
Like Christ
Just with a gift I was given
By Christ
At the end of the day, I will always be rapping
I see you peeping to know, how many clapping
Call my passion crazy
But I'd never be lazy
I'd stay strong working on my craft
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