What Bounds My Sould
What bound my soul is as hard as bromite
i might not be so intricate with words
i leave sixth sense condescending
my metaphors absolutely power driven
you'd be using Greek mythology if you tying to describe me
like a deadly earthquake i erupt your souls from poverty, exacerbate your minds so you can think properly
while other Emcees dig with mics that are temporal i rock with heavily monumental rhymes and mics that are deadlier!
looking for what bounds my soul is like looking for what bounds Ethiopia and Biafra
Hip Hop is my game
what! Hip Hop is my name!
i write for every black child, black magicians, black slavery and black myth
it was i who spoke about gentrification
i spoke about killings in Africa and poor girl education
Hip Hop educates every black quixotic child
saying to them; be idealistic and practical
the power that i speak of is truly magical
dangerous, nebulous magnetic resonance
what bounds my soul is rocking shows with steady mics
steady rhymes and steady vibes
This is Hip Hop
and it shall not be televised
Copyright © Godwin Prince | Year Posted 2016
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