“Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now.”
~Hayley Williams~
Verse – 4
Wake up in Satin – Teeth covered in platinum,
I spit out flames with the breathe of a dragon,
It's hard to imagine. Last year I slept, in a tiny ol' Cabin.
Today I awoke to marble floors in a mansion.
I love me some Hamptons. Remember the Hood too.
The escape that I made, proved what I could do.
Leaving poverty as pop novelty.
Really don't matter. Cause I matter honestly....I'll
Never look back. I'll stay on track.
Rocking whips and chains like my Gran Momma’s back.
And I miss my brothers, who missed the end.
Because there lives, hissed...Between the wind.
The revolver don't stop. It knows no bounds.
Dear listeners I swear, to water-down.
*Clears throat*
Ugh-ummm....
My statements the basement. I remain underground.
I found, rappin bout diamonds might bring you a crown.
But the real artists – Engineer complex
We don't boast or brag about what's possessed.
We write by candle light to not wake our kids.
Re-word and Re-work each verse for kicks.
Packing verbs complacent. Pageantry enclosed.
Shredding seals of envelopes while crushing molds.
Beautifully penned. But I'm Brutally honest.
The flows gone... So –
We love to kick knowledge.
...Now...
Let's combine music and passion.
Infuse soul with beautiful fashion
Y, why you laughin?
I swear, It'll happen.
My note books full.
A run away train.
The thought of paint
on the wall of a brain.
Simply insane.
But tagging it's not.
Just a mural of art.
Let your brush drip drop
Re-shaping hip-hop.
Now Currency's Worthless.
Earth is imperfect.
Let your Molten inside
Boil and surface.
Paint the streets red, with...
One single purpose.
Make the populace love
Your doctored cursive.
But if they read between the lines....
They'll see it's refined.
And realize...
It's not only Bull-Shit.
~Phantasm~
Wish right now