Ekoms - Complexity (poetry battle)
Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 2:11 pm
My tears are black, they point and laugh, are you hearing that ||
i can't hold it back, resisting is to bold an act
i'm weak old and trapped ||
in a beat, that repeats, you sold me the crack, unleashed the beast ||
u knew i was cold in fact, you exposed me perhaps, my goosebumps turned into ice caps ||
I kinda liked that, Hell Ya...it was great, now I couldn't escape ||
my new found hate, stayed up late, but when you moved the ground shaked || 'Satan was in ur face', I fell back a pace, God was to wack ta race ||
I'd never attack ya race, I'd never get on a track and disgrace your rap, anywayz || I'm not gay, I'd never jack ya, still changed my preference after || then I became a slacker, you went into the game backwards ||
with more power then a nuclear reactor || I was left to test spitting like an actor || pulled out more gatz faster, now just a blaster || creating a metaphorical disaster
whats left in my heart? a heritary disease? ||
cancer killed everyone in my family besides me ||
still lively enough to kill the inside me ||
i got knifes,raps,music,friends, a whole variety of wayz to bend my reign in society - written in pen - complexity the end -
i can't hold it back, resisting is to bold an act
i'm weak old and trapped ||
in a beat, that repeats, you sold me the crack, unleashed the beast ||
u knew i was cold in fact, you exposed me perhaps, my goosebumps turned into ice caps ||
I kinda liked that, Hell Ya...it was great, now I couldn't escape ||
my new found hate, stayed up late, but when you moved the ground shaked || 'Satan was in ur face', I fell back a pace, God was to wack ta race ||
I'd never attack ya race, I'd never get on a track and disgrace your rap, anywayz || I'm not gay, I'd never jack ya, still changed my preference after || then I became a slacker, you went into the game backwards ||
with more power then a nuclear reactor || I was left to test spitting like an actor || pulled out more gatz faster, now just a blaster || creating a metaphorical disaster
whats left in my heart? a heritary disease? ||
cancer killed everyone in my family besides me ||
still lively enough to kill the inside me ||
i got knifes,raps,music,friends, a whole variety of wayz to bend my reign in society - written in pen - complexity the end -