Speak the Truth
Fuck it, he's the principle, the whole rap ritual
The secrets long forgotten, the foundation spitting tools
A sense of rhythm is a must, plus fuck the tone deafness
Your voice sucks? Might as well snatch your own neckless
I'm reckless, heading for brick walls at top speed
Suicidal with a bottle of vodka and a nosebleed
I digress kids, here's the next up, essential as ketchup
On the side of fries and steak needing to be wet up
Your multi's can punch these hollow verses to toughness
Wet faggots become the roughest, hardened by punches
Not soft from 3 hours lunches, next is vocab
Not some caveman shit, but not that scientific cuntrag
Shakespeare never rapped so don't sound like him
But at the same time DO speak like you've picked up a pen
Happy mediums make for happy listeners; a fact
Keep your head in books and you'll be pissing on prats
Most importantly, your topic; are you a novice or prophet?
You got something revolutionary or obnoxious?
Or that same recycled shit we've seen for 20 years?
Club shit, drug shit, thug shit and plenty tears?
I'm just sipping some henny here, trying to teach the youth
My responciability taken on so that they reach the truth
Speak the proof of lost ages, become the boss sages
Weave some wizardry, magic to cost mages
Or maybe i'm wasting my time, replacing these minds
I should break out the knuckdusters and put a face in a spine
All this waste that i find, is a prelude to doom
Maybe Hip-hop is dead, let's exhume the tomb
Word.
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