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posted Wednesday, April 12, 2017 8:31:13 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for BasedGod
Time is meant to drift apart as stars gleam in outer spaces
As lives are spent amidst the dark so far from dreams you found amazing
Rhymes get bent so these twisted bars just sound complacent
These vibes I vent are lifting hearts and I got the nouns adjacent
And I've been drifting in and out of space..
Man I've been lifted sins I'm bout to make
Plans I've ran wit it I guess I found my fate
Plus damn dis go ham so fam my sounds is laced
But sometimes man I really don't get it
And other times damn I understand the message
Still wonder why can some rap demand attention
Uh .. Planned confession one mans obsession
Now.. I know this might sound a bit
Like another kid who just talking on the mic
And it sounds a little counterfeit ..
But I'm not talking.. About how my sound is sick
Or want you to be like.. WOW!
Like just look at how he's pronouncing it..
I write what I feel
And speak what I'm surrounded with..
Cause Most the time I'm bound to get
Wherever I get down with.. sh*t
I really didn't mean that..
Wait.. No.. Wait
I mean I didn't see that..
Coming in the future in this thing we call life
I wanna say I'm super but I see it ain't right..
Oh wow.. So now..
Let's just be honest a bit
If wrote down the nouns
That could conjure the trip
And flow out the sounds to ponder the jist
There's no doubt the bounds
Would be crossed in the midst
Like an addict you get lost in the fix
Or you might just grab it
In a plot to get rich
As some fight to pass the day
This thought makes me sick
Kids rotten away.. plotting defense
When it's who bought and who's to pay
Thats gotten immense
And it all comes down
To the dollars and cents
And it's all made possible by white collar gents
Call me the fence.. better yet! Call me the prez
Cause what it is they doing is calling the quest
And you'd be appalled by the rest
When they know they can put it all on the Feds
It's the.. social elite..
The.. moguls who meet
In hotels where they speak
Is focused on greed
And how to stay ghost with it see?
Or now maybe?.. whoa is it me?

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