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Dropping Lyrics

On a night like this I scratch my head and try to type It's hard and dark and my resources are running dry But still my fingers dance to the rhythm inside my mind I tap my feet against the hard floor Searching hard with a mental flashlight of some kind For letters, numbers, verbs and nouns that rhyme And I hope like a river thoughts will begin to flow Ideas coming with rage like rapids, it's a race and a waterfall People from record labels dancing through my audition Will throw their hands in the air in jubilation Signing me up, rendering redundant the adjudication I'll never be caught with my hands up, giving up I am making the proverbial stitch in time to save nine So hang tight in your place of comfort and watch me rise I'll have to admit it's never easy Competition is serious but I'm reaching for Sirius Or other such dizzy heights in my effort to touch the sky Night after night I've had dreams in which I was flying Defying the odds stacked up against me and rising Only to wake up with legs like lead, I swear, sometimes I'm convinced my knees are made of jelly, refusing To carry the day and take me to the place beyond the pines Take it easy Mister Mister, because easy does it I have this problem always with my audience The critical mass who think I'm such a mess Can't ever drop a lyric without someone catching feelings But I say go ahead, negative words Are not about to stop me from getting ahead In the end you'll see the error of your ways and repent Harsh words I guess, but better say it than live with regrets I'm calling for a break, recess to sit back and regurgitate If you thought my stars were not aligned, let this be a sign I'm smiling in spite of all the strings of sighs And all the indications of outrageous fortune left in my wake It's not the past that matters but what lies ahead So I'm looking straight ahead painting pictures in words

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Date: 11/13/2017 10:17:00 AM
I feel it Kenny, liked the rap. I used to think rap was not poetry but there are some serious rhymers out there, and looks like you're one of them!
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Kenny Gwena
Date: 11/13/2017 2:20:00 PM
Thanks John. This means a lot to me. I will keep on writing.

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