Lyrical Exercise
I'm not a poet I just rhyme a lot
Orgasmic flow, I just find the spot
Your favourite artist's ghost writer wishes he could write the lines I jot
I'd rather gain new treasure, you try to find what's lost
"Panda panda panda" I'm not going to dress it up I hate desiigner
Most of my punchlines get slept on like pyjamas
Ex told me I carry my pad like it's a bible
I apologize if you find that Blasphemous
The world tried to take my voice from me, and my pad became my advocate
Approaching me when I'm holding a pen is hazardous
I could chop my arms off and still out write you, I'm that passionate
I haven't even gone fully lyrical
I could start going multi syllable
Making sure every bully hears it all
As payback for when they were making me feel worthless
I grew stronger and could very easily go and make them feel nervous
But karma will get them, so Why waste my time?
Put my heart in it every time I create a rhyme
If it's an eye for an eye, then let's turn ourselves into Fetty Wap
But I'm just trying to create an easier future, because I've had a heavy past
I already know I have a lot of better writes
But this was just a lyrical exercise
Copyright © Alex Duffy | Year Posted 2017
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