Open Mic Surgery: Shock Trauma.
 

I can't describe all these hours of guilt
Or how it feels to take a shower in filth
Sour as milk, I'm here to see our fucking balance rebuilt
Talents refilled, the guild, and all you cowherds be killed
How does it feel, to see a serious surgeon born
A page of certain war writers been searchin for
In the height of a surface storm, watch it unfold
The clock struck its toll, and good music hit impossible lows
Its all gossip and qoutes, instead of being raw with an art
Graffitti and spray cans, bullets and shit talk in the park
Used to hit you hard with a thought and schemes would kill it
The fiends would feel it, back when our hiphop genes were illest
Seemed resilient, but motherfuckin times a crook
Pac and Big died, now the hardest rhymes are shook
Its a party and dance grind, where's the real world at
Tight pants and wack, the only comments I hear towards rap
I ain't the type who appears like that, im hip to my roots
You pay 2hundred bucks for j's instead of timberland boots
That's the innocent truth, it ain't about brands of clothes
Its bout these niggas wearing colorful pants like hoes
I mean -how's a man even become fans of those
I still sleep, and hope ill wake up from this fantasy though
I can't even go outside without scratching my head
Like how's a couple greats die and leave a whole galaxy dead
S'why I swept myself up off the ground today
And put that poker look on, to many clowns to face
To many doubts to erase, there's still some G's I know
Wondering why genocide ain't killed the scene with flows
Or beat the bones outta weak ass writers in months
Its cause my favorite artists ain't been writing as much
The game ain't exciting enough, so i reversed the logic
Figured i'd write and see if y'all would convert the topic
Drop it, don't know if its premature, matured, dead or reborn
But hiphop's going through some shit, we've all said it before

Hollaaaaaaaa

damn...dope shit Genocide...hit the mark on the topic and delivered some throwback approaches with fresh content. Agree with the notion implied here too...especially J's over Timbs; I still don't quite understand that thought process. Keep doing work!

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"Used to hit you hard with a thought and schemes would kill it
The fiends would feel it, back when our hiphop genes were illest"

Dopest part for me right there.... Speakin' a lotta truth in this...

this shit was smooth man

I'm Diggin' it

first thing I've actually read in here in a while, glad ta see ya back bruh forreal, don't look like you lost much in the way of writing lol bars were dope an flow was solid, lines seemed a couple syllables shorter than what I remember from you though.
either way good shit bruh keep it up

I preach this shit to my lil bro all the time. Music these days is more in the way of fashion and image with no substantial foundation. a buncha flemsy ass ppl runnin around not sayin much. Good shit tho.

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