Lovely is the gods when they shine a day like this,
take the mic and deliver the gifts like christmas,
its this, infinite skill, comin from the little brother,
givin props all round and gettin them back from others,
The sun shines its grace on the faces of the crowds,
I preach the speach outloud and gladly move the clouds,
proud brothers walkin side by side, rappin pride,
faces masked but still not the reason that we hide,
Give me a little cream and the dream for our team,
forget the obsene scenes and the motion picture screens,
Ive been mean, but those days are now behind me,
lovely with the honeys on the playgrounds where youll find me,
Heaven rays, mention the days of past writtens,
spittin ill with the flow and showin what my gift is,
I lift kids, to a plain in there own spirits,
rap is the way, so turn it up to really hear it.
Its not quite Finished yet.
The title for the piece is still up for suggestion, so if anyones got any ideas for it hit me back, and leave some decent feed back for me.
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