Who Is This
Who is this?
A lyricist who does not want to be dissed?
Parliament pissed
But I have said: “crunchy but crisp”
But this is one true lyricist.
Check me out and listen to this:
These are words of a man dormant too long
Listen to my awakening and hear me roar
‘Cause like volcano I spit pure lyrics that be my lava
Radiate pure heart that is my wisdom
Ruling the righteous kingdom
Ooh! Mental implosion, internal explosion
Making me to rumble for undivided attention
And mental stability
From now until eternity
Like the holy trinity
This is
A lyricist who does not want to be dissed?
Parliament passed
But I have said: “crunchy but crisp”
But this is a one true
Check me out and listen to this:
“Consciousness:
A combination of thoughts and feelings
Put together as a whole,” unquote.
These are words of a lyricist
Who is a venom-ist but a visual-ist
At hard, rock vividness
“With strength stronger than the devil”
That be venom
But kids I am not a rapper or an M.C.
But I am tight enough to say
If I were a rope around your neck I would be choking
But I am not joking
‘Cause I oversee like Mosses split the sea
As the M.C. battleground dissect itself from the toes up
That is why:
I am a lyricist
The one does not want to be dissed?
Parliament passed
But I have said: “crunchy but crisp”
‘Cause I am one true lyricist.
Copyright © Siza Sibiya | Year Posted 2013
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