Demented

One of my many poems. Some people call it rap. I prefer musically associated poetry. Rap just seems to dull, and too many "rappers" have sprouted up like f*****g weeds. Reguardless . Enjoy.

Im higha than jeramiah , sitting on the shoulders of Goliath , I'm a rebel and ready for battle , start a f*****g riot, get up off ya cool calm a*s and try it. You know damn well the ignorance is festering within ya skin , no need to hide it. So help me show these pansies how it's done. That this rap game, is the s**t that we run. We got weapons and we ain't talking guns. Something your lacking. With talent like this , we don't need no funds.we got skill, literal capability, leaving our pride with tranquility, leaving yours with humility . We got a foundation beyond your wildest dreams. Ecsessive stability, so fierce , so mean. Exquisite artillery. Dropping atomic bombs on ya like king kong I'm a radical , with powers that lie beneath my very palms. Demented in a new dement-ion and affactuated , blood rains down, all contents are saturated. Ya clique assassinated. No my words and sentences are not exaggerated . What I say is exact. Every second I'm prepared for an attack. Every strike only counteracts. My sheild repels every hit, every blow, and exells farther. How far I'm unable to tell. No response from ya, getting dry, better grab some propel, cause I'm Bouta drop the weight, right on ya head. This little brunette silhouette , is at the top, the peak, of the food chain, blood rain, rap game. Anything you wanna name. Come against me, I'll send you back to where you came, carrying a load of shame, with not a second to reframe, when they ask you what events took place, be prepared to say my name in vain. My lyrics are like chains, they wrap you up, hold you down, and viscously proclaim. With nothing left to remain. I'm sorry ya flimsy attempts were unable to sub-stain the treacherous terrain to try and f**k with my name, because unfortunately for you. It will remain this way for centuries to come. The taste of victory consistently on my tongue, I will make history, the journey has only begun.