Ok, so here goes, I know its not the best, but Ive been listening to a lot of hip hop and rap, and figured id give it a shot to the beat i was hearing at the time. Bear with me :-)
These raps I hear
Flow like tides through my ear
The ebb and the flow
With the highs and the low
They glide to and fro
As the stories they show
Help the picture unfold
The lyrical maker
spreads songs on the paper
he makes with his words
the ideas absurd
but his passion is one
that cant be undone
and the beat is the throb
to the hip hop mob
You listen and nod
it turns into a bob
and your body a-sway
as your hear starts to pray
Looking up to the sky
your soul starts to fly
feelin so high
that ya might hafta cry
The tears as they run
down cheeks in the sun
They hit smilin lips
above a chin that tips
way up to the sku
to greet with smiles
the guy
oh way up high
and thank with a sigh
for all that is nigh
Cheesy and overly poetic i think, but i kinda like it.
Thanks for readin it
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