Trapped in Rhymes

«my mind’s a shrine for rhymes
On the mic i’m divine, a fact un-denied
I can victimize even the gods of crime
Put to shame even the boss of dimes
Jeopardise their every single stride
With lyrical landmines in every line
Signed, unsigned, rappers a dime a dozen
You’ll find i’ll improvise & devise their sad demise»
«lines in the pages ties a slip knot
In the throat of the words with arms ripped off
Those unseen faces across windows
The living dead victims of a prose being taught
Some cross breeds of same old prism rays
Hears what rhythm says, tries a prison break
& conspiracy theorists makes their vision fade
A mission well played with insufficient days…»
[Cuts to : —
Rakim — «Trapped in between the lines…»
Evidence — «…I'm feeling the pain.»
Planet Asia — «Break down your whole psychology…»
Rakim — «…when i finish the rhyme"]
«i met hiphop on its road to redemption
Left behind the world in a state of tension
Cross our hearts we try to play our parts
Sharpen da bars until da beat starts
The true wrath of boombap we bring back
The rhythm is the angle of attack
Matter of fact old school never died
It’s evolved and survived like darwin defined
& history is confined…»
«rhymes escape when the last snare drops
Through the passage of those last page plots
Landscape walks straight slamming into blocks
To erase the blogs written all over the walls
Call out for the wars echoes inside
It blows since i once raided my insight
Syllable structure traded the limbs while
He bladed his twin side just to expire…»
«you bleed on paper and it flows like vapor
Words of the spiritual nature at one with the maker
Call me cynical, am the typical lyrical satirical
Spit monotones clinical till i hit the pinnacle
Syllables allign when i act the miracle
Like the prophecies laid down by an oracle
Ain’t no such thing as fresh under the sun
Its all been said and done…»
«time flips down breaking verbal psychology
Now possibly asking me to owe an apology
Ocean of ink filled with words ain’t a fallacy
An impeccable fantasy vaster than mortality
Massive than the sanity, finding source codes
Enough to post-pone the lost hopes to bold quotes
Prisoner of knowledge escorted by wallposts
Of whole gods with raw bones & cross bows…»