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The Cypher
Darkness has fallen
Celestial blueness wrapped round the heavens like luminous white light reflected from the moon to my eyes.
Breathtakingly beautiful, somebody threw clusters of the finest diamonds that broke deep indigo atmosphere
As clear as the deepest verses perched atop of microphones from eloquent emcees in cyphers sounding like that kind of rap that goes well with
Celebrating life under dim lights while sipping white wine on a Friday summer night
Flows sprinkled with braggadocio while tightly clenching the beat got people coming through straight off the street frolicking
Several passers by want to witness the feat and speak their piece in hopes the music won't cease
Releasing untapped rhyme patterns engaging captivating audiences when live boom bap shatters the sector
Opening heads like lectures taught by hip hop professors and those who recognize pay homage to their predecessors
Dreams of investors flocking and them shocking the world with published penmanship
Proudly rocking crowds and simultaneously getting their piece of the pie
I won't lie, I've gotta eat too, but sometimes I just want to throw my two cents in the sky and hope it reach you
I beseech you to grab these words and hold them close
Put this in your ear and replay it until you go comatose
I should hope it puts you in a good spirit when you hear it and let it play through
By the way, my name is Revue.
How do you do?
Celestial blueness wrapped round the heavens like luminous white light reflected from the moon to my eyes.
Breathtakingly beautiful, somebody threw clusters of the finest diamonds that broke deep indigo atmosphere
As clear as the deepest verses perched atop of microphones from eloquent emcees in cyphers sounding like that kind of rap that goes well with
Celebrating life under dim lights while sipping white wine on a Friday summer night
Flows sprinkled with braggadocio while tightly clenching the beat got people coming through straight off the street frolicking
Several passers by want to witness the feat and speak their piece in hopes the music won't cease
Releasing untapped rhyme patterns engaging captivating audiences when live boom bap shatters the sector
Opening heads like lectures taught by hip hop professors and those who recognize pay homage to their predecessors
Dreams of investors flocking and them shocking the world with published penmanship
Proudly rocking crowds and simultaneously getting their piece of the pie
I won't lie, I've gotta eat too, but sometimes I just want to throw my two cents in the sky and hope it reach you
I beseech you to grab these words and hold them close
Put this in your ear and replay it until you go comatose
I should hope it puts you in a good spirit when you hear it and let it play through
By the way, my name is Revue.
How do you do?
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