Progressive Raps
ummm...just some quick thoughts... check and reflect
I sit and dissect derelicts with dialect deliberately
I think with this pen and as soon as the ink sinks in ,it instantly producing imagery
Some say it’s a gift, how I flow with my vocabs
But that aint it i been doin this s**t since 96 fill up 100's of notepads with dopeness
Practice makes perfection, nothing less than that’s sufficient
With ease and little effort I engage with the page efficient
It comes natural when writing rhymes repetitive
Scripts always sick, still so many stuck on sedatives
Not the best that ever lived, but still very clever kid
Assembling and arsenal of lyrics no one ever did
Futuristic ,linguistics, make pupils dilate
Lips split, and wrist slit, are issued when one violates
Minds neva in a violent state, i stay cool calm and collective/ smack dab in the middle of all these posers
That should be poster children for the use of contraceptives
My methods perfected , I’m tedious with written words
And a touch more impressive, once I’m finished hittin herbs
Perception is the problem when people write they b
Thinking that the lack of criticism reflects how much that they amaze kids
It’s evident there’s blatent negligence
But it’s all irrelevant, it’s quality not quantity
If some say your dope, does that mean that your a bomb emcee?
everyone else, that’s what I keep on stressing
My worst critics myself, that why I keep progressing
But it's getting depressing, bringing water to my eyes
guys stop biting s**t
Take the time use your mind and write your s**t
Just recognise the wise rise, this is knowledge being dropped
Push the phonies to the bottom, let the scholars to the top
Copyright © David Hendricks | Year Posted 2019
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