Pen Ink & Hammer 2

 
I shimmer the shamour.
Behind hood of a rapper.
Once undisguised.
You'll see I'm the master.
Of a pen.
Built like a hammer.
"Hammer"

As beats start to splatter.
In graceful disaster.
Nailing the pitch.
Smashing the switch
To my rhymes.
Ink has to stitch.
Into deafening grammar.
"Grammar"

Without breath of a speech.
I pick up on the slammer.
And swing with control.
Creating a breach.
Of directional blows.
Extruding it's matter.
"It's matter"

While pandering It's nitch.  
It picks up it's hitch.
In record setting pace.
And turns heavy jammer.
While I'm writting this shit.
Now pardon my candor.
"The candor"

While I dabble the space.
Lay down the leather.
And blend in the lace.
Between hardened steel.
Impossible to trace.
On my anvil.
"I'm an animal"

While beating it's face.
Broken lines fold.
Right into place.
With words I've only rambled.
I'm feeling it's hold.
Iron clad encased.
"Encased"

Behind wall of my prison.
As the music stops to play.
My soul steps out slowly.
Spittin out words.
I'm dying to say.
With pen ink and hammer.
It comes from me Solely.
"It's holly"
 
Names Jonnydank.
So check check out my rap.
Check out my artistry.
But if you don't like that.
Then check out my poetry.
               
"Peace out"