Yah so this is a verse that I plan on using, again.
I just wanted to test it and get some practice on the mic.
Enjoy.
So Im gonna kick a quick rhyme with rhythmn and style,
Sublime High Hymns, But sky touching may take a while, its wild.
The only thing on the brain is fame, but theres always rain on my damn parade,
I feel ashamed but my Mind frame is funny, Doing it for the money, doesnt seem so sunny,
I dont feel right, But I do when I write,
Its better than any high, wright brothers and Ill take flight,
My dreams in sight, But above cloud height, no love for me,
See, I'm Mr. Singular, I slur my emotions, In to words,
With my verbs, I take action, paradoxical relaxing, my mind is gapsing,
Been thinking too much again, clutching the pen, When I bottle up,
too much, I feel rushed, bot enough time in the day, but we die any way,
No way of knowing when you'll fade away, so play,
The cards you get, Live a live you'll be happy with, But I feel a giant pit,
sitting, wondering, trying to understand, why is our footplans on this land?
Why us here? Is this real? But every second wasted,
Time steals, and soon I won't even be real.
