objective
scattered, plastered, tattered, hammered, bastard, answer.
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dope fragment.
finished your rant -
while your verse did not touch a profound note, it struck a activist chord that helped parachute you and your piece, back pack and all - past the podium of propaganda onto the porch of the preacherhood. Your enthusiasm was excellent, your execution eh. your message - multifaceted. your multies? lacking.
So humans got the brain... Which in turn allows me to complain,
Just look at Abel versus Kain
What's the point of life? To simply be living? Come on, I aint that forgivin,
so far I've been told to take chances which basicly boils down to sinnin'.
Creative format, perhaps more creative then the content.
Nigma.
Your E could've used a longer middle line. Wasn't a good E.
Quote:
mistake starting in 88, the martian who made me great parted and made his way
Was this a kick to tainted ways or maybe saving grace which strengthens pain
The nameless fake to take his place was blatantly vactant when he raised me
The shame of embracing a baby that aint got his traits was makin him hate E
True, I was a wise youth
Who grew into a shy dude
Ruined my insides the signs
An idol who despises you
Duelling my mind to find
My tools for survival
Hooligan at minor ages
Few detained arrivals
Derival? Pride pent
in me Crimes Dead on ArrivalDi-ssecting designs to Disguise primal energy
Wise, violent tendenciesEventually gradded highschool but wasn't growning
up Said fuck a solo cup, chug the bottle whole at onceUntil I grow so drunk
I'd throw a punch and go at My own friends If eyes don't hone no foe to
crunch Fell in an insane pit
Felt my aimin change
It zoned into my brain
Quit goin through the same..
SHIT, grow into the greatest
Flow, begin with basics
Then go beyond the cages
From prose to poet, paint
With the soul to show the way
If I'm pissed I'm goin apeshit
But I can shift and alter
Twist a topic, obviously
Sick and coughin AIDS BITCH!
Quickly writing left me lifted from the darkness and positioned in a grey smudge
Outgrew abusive ways, the same shits fuelling my rage, maintained in my brain
Drained anger contained, change pain into bravery ten mens penance escape stuck
Veteran with the pen and the paper, E is in the center of what LEGENDS are made of
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thats how I do my E's
vote goes to objective, for writing with a greater purpose in life