Knocking On Your Dreams Door

>>1111>>Knocking on your dreams door<<1111<< I write for the listeners, I invite poetic winners winning, Yeah, an Illmatic stunner here to stun, start running, My dramatic art hitting the bulls eye like a dart, You’re unsportsmanlike, like a fraudulent chart, Discharging handfuls of dominance from my heart, As I bestow from above, make a monument before I depart. My rhymes are tight, ill like the one and only Michael, Out of my confines sorting my sight as I get ready to take flight, On and off the court, the hype follows followers, yeah, I make the light, Thereupon I support and transcribe tomorrow into the night. Now on another level where the Devil has settled, Bow as I reveal what’s concealed as he revel’s, He’s the dream that taunts you when you’re asleep, A creeper that haunts within your secrets, don’t go to sleep, The evilest demon within your dreams, the grim reaper, your gate keeper Formless form imperative to deform,He’s your nightmare before the storm. A Demonic platonic spirit, chronic to your health, You heard it from my mouth, He’s death, hedonistic with stealth, Ironic fate devastates, a wealthy man no more….. You’re fascinated and infatuated, Open ya door, explore your war. You’re a horror movie advocate, Ignoring the terror, loopy but adamant, Uninspiring to the man in the mirror, Cheering: “stand on the monster and find the error” Inferior with fear, Ya hearing? You’re bland! As I slaughter rhyme, your outta time! But dam…. I can’t leave, I believe…. I’ve conceived writings and they’re stacked, You can disbelieve as you receive these as abstract, Yeah, Quincy Mac on the attack putting ya slack theories back on track! >>1111>>Quincy Mac<<1111<< date written: 11.23.2015