Thru the Vent

I could play-words, but most of u would brush it off with “that’s ok” slurs,
I’d build a verse, -intricate, & u’d miss the multies as I flow n spray verbs
I should get metaphoric, add lexis, its too deep u don’t sweat esoteric
I’d hold a pen philosophic, make quote & shape a plot darker than gothic
I: legit amongst the last of the scribes; images vivid are cast with the vibes
I’d edit grafts to the sides, epic movie motions moving fast with the slides
I gambit take risks to invent, as I vent mild anger pent-up within content
I’d admit to all that I meant, am intent wild intense solid as fucking cement
I express crazy thought via the verse, 3 gulps of air n I’m higher than birds
I’d suggest you hire a hearse, fit a coffin to your size before trying ur worst
I profess: warrior blood floods my veins, pale-horse rider hands on reins
I’d confess to all kinds of ills n shames, paint pictures so can feel them pains

Expressing the inner true lament
Letting steam rise thru the vent
I would tell you whats up next
But rest of the scriopt is too complex



links
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=245852
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=245789

uhm?
no upz