Vacancy

[DaPrince]

This is suppose to go to the "The One" instrumental by Slaughterhouse... if anyone notices anything please point it out so I can fix it.

Pardon the interruption, but the reduction of truth
is the reason that this MC is abductin' the booth
the season must be Fall, cuz it's rainin cats and dudes
who's wack habits have leaked through all the cracks in the roof
in fact the lack of real youth, has torn the breaking fabric
that protected these rappers from the wrath of this waking dragon
no sleep for this beast, been contracted to melt a cactus
break magnets with my attraction and put impossible in a casket
heal the broken minds with lyrically-clinical lines
instill sight to the blind cuz i still shine without trying
...rhyme so divine i will water to wine,
define prime while sighing and defying declines
desiring to climb higher, than clouds smoking dimes
crowds hoping resign cuz i'm provoking their minds
my rhymes never pause, my cause isn't applause
i know i have flaws, but i write just because
i need an outlet so i draw on life's ceaseless see-saw
to inspire my jaws to release decrees like Ceasar
I can't help what comes out...Turret-type flow
I murk mics like closed-circuit type flow
No electricity but words shock like bolts
bird flock type show, so my vendetta to grow
is five times greater than any writer i know
i got a iron will that'll flatten your clothes
i havent travelled the world, i'm only twenty years old
but i been through the cold and still have plenty winters to go
rewind my mind....and as you watch my life unfold
my goal to plateau, i've known since before i found flow
although a child, bestowed with the potential to grow
mediocrity was a no, is what i was essentially told
so i strove for perfection, a few times came close
i'm an alchemist, turning my problems to prose
my arsenal of rhymes is like arsenic in my throat
carcinogens in my quotes, can't spend ends cuz i'm broke
but i gotta bank full of pride, vault filled with confidence
spit wisdom in my lyrics so fast, call it sonic-sense
like a doctor sued for malpractice, i have no patience
no room for waitin, if i dont get it i'm takin it
respect is what i'm cravin, thats my motivation
my drive to survive thrives inspite of being mistaken
rhymes primed for greatness, criticized for my statements
witty lines are forsaken, but quit defies my persuasion
my perspective is definite, and the lines that i'm making
define my opinions so my mind shies from changing
multi-syllabic parts, you're in the presence of art
this present of the heart I present, dispense and impart
an artistic production in sentences like prison stints
with specific instructions, give thanks you're hearing this
your hate's vanished, i'm disappearing it
commandeering the center of where all the attention is
I'm so attentive my plans plow any diss you list
but your burns don't land, so now you're dismissed (diss-missed)

[QwarterZ]

Well...if you going to be doing that....then I WON'T READ IT....LOL

neway I'm playin' this was dope dawg reminds me of a mindstate I was in for awhile
then again I'm always feeling different erryday

either way this had some dope lines that stuck out to me
...LOL @ Cactus tho'...nice wording! keep writing!

[DaPrince]

Thanks bro, I've updated it. I took out a few lines that were there before in favor of some that I think flow better, so I'd appreciate any feedback you've got. Also keep in mind that this is still a work in progress

[DaPrince]

Preciate it bro. Uppin for feed.

[Phasewon]

This shit was dumb ill homie, and props for actually
writing to a beat and having the joint tailor fitted
in audio structured lines, real MC shit. and usually
I'll find something positive and negative to point out
to help cats with they shit, yet I can't find anything
wrong with this verse, solid shit son.

[DaPrince]

Thanks bro, the feed is appreciated.