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This poem is called Legend
I’m a legend that’s before my time,
People feel me because they understand my grind.
I share with you thought that spill out of my mind,
My creativity puts together words and makes sure they rhyme.
We all have pain and I share with you mine,
My thoughts are poetic that’s why I shine.
I skillfully use metaphors to plea my case,
My words blindside you because they come from all over the place.
They inspire and leave you teary eyed like you got sprayed with mace,
Plus my phrases hit hard like trauma to the face.
I’ll forever be a poetic ace,
So those who want me silenced I’m going to keep invading their space.
The words just pop in my head,
Then I share my thoughts so that they’ll always spread.
My lyrics will last far after I am dead,
I recite them so that they are heard and write them down so that they are read.
Spoken word is used so people will remember what I have said,
My delivery stands strong while the weak have fled.
I surround myself with intellectuals whom of which I break bread,
It keeps my mind sharp which keeps me ahead.
I bring joy and pain because we all have had tears we’ve shed,
I never share the fake I spread the real instead.
I’m a killer with expression – a poetic apocalypse,
I use vicious rhyme schemes that come from my pen and from my lips.
I’ve honed my skills since I was a kid that’s how I’m able to bring you this,
My lyrics infect you like a poisoning kiss.
My words can kill or bring you bliss,
My words are highly addictive so with this I’m giving you y’all another fix.
I let everything out I leave nothing in reserve,
Rhyming is my craft just watch how I flip my words.
I’ve shown those who have doubted me that a lack of faith in me is absurd,
I’m a rhyme master that’s talented in twisting all kinds of nouns and verbs.
I have no equal I left the rest miles behind me on a vacant curb,
If rhyming was a race I would be 1st and 2nd my closes competition wouldn’t even finish third!!!!
The way I use wordplay is very clever,
It even surprises me how I put my rhymes together.
The way my lyrics flow is unbelievable they can’t be matched not ever,
It’s scary how flawlessly I use them to describe my many life endeavors.
My skills are angelic and delicate like a feather,
But they’re also an unstoppable force like a flood or any other destructive type of weather.
My rhyme slanging is going to last forever,
So if you question when I’m going to stop – the answer to that is…….. NEVER.
People feel me because they understand my grind.
I share with you thought that spill out of my mind,
My creativity puts together words and makes sure they rhyme.
We all have pain and I share with you mine,
My thoughts are poetic that’s why I shine.
I skillfully use metaphors to plea my case,
My words blindside you because they come from all over the place.
They inspire and leave you teary eyed like you got sprayed with mace,
Plus my phrases hit hard like trauma to the face.
I’ll forever be a poetic ace,
So those who want me silenced I’m going to keep invading their space.
The words just pop in my head,
Then I share my thoughts so that they’ll always spread.
My lyrics will last far after I am dead,
I recite them so that they are heard and write them down so that they are read.
Spoken word is used so people will remember what I have said,
My delivery stands strong while the weak have fled.
I surround myself with intellectuals whom of which I break bread,
It keeps my mind sharp which keeps me ahead.
I bring joy and pain because we all have had tears we’ve shed,
I never share the fake I spread the real instead.
I’m a killer with expression – a poetic apocalypse,
I use vicious rhyme schemes that come from my pen and from my lips.
I’ve honed my skills since I was a kid that’s how I’m able to bring you this,
My lyrics infect you like a poisoning kiss.
My words can kill or bring you bliss,
My words are highly addictive so with this I’m giving you y’all another fix.
I let everything out I leave nothing in reserve,
Rhyming is my craft just watch how I flip my words.
I’ve shown those who have doubted me that a lack of faith in me is absurd,
I’m a rhyme master that’s talented in twisting all kinds of nouns and verbs.
I have no equal I left the rest miles behind me on a vacant curb,
If rhyming was a race I would be 1st and 2nd my closes competition wouldn’t even finish third!!!!
The way I use wordplay is very clever,
It even surprises me how I put my rhymes together.
The way my lyrics flow is unbelievable they can’t be matched not ever,
It’s scary how flawlessly I use them to describe my many life endeavors.
My skills are angelic and delicate like a feather,
But they’re also an unstoppable force like a flood or any other destructive type of weather.
My rhyme slanging is going to last forever,
So if you question when I’m going to stop – the answer to that is…….. NEVER.
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