rap a lot

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    rap a lot

    people talkin'bout they city
    postin sayin the Put 0n
    Atlanta.Mississippi &&Ney york
    like Jim Jones
    Quick to rap about money.cars.clothes
    just material things
    missing the truth
    the real picture
    &&the visual it brings
    so Im sit'n
    writin
    thinkin'bout all the stuff I see in the media
    presidents and politics
    critics cant get enough of this
    they say hip hop is dead
    &&i say yea back in your time
    comments like this is the reason i ryhme
    the reason i chose to shine
    the rason i say what i wanna say
    when i wanna say it
    loving rappers like nas and Kanye
    Cause they REALLY paved the way
    saying what's real and what's not
    &&having the faith in the music that's created today
    I aint tryna start drama
    but i just goot be me
    bringing things to others attention
    that i see
    sayin what some scared to say
    so much stuff on my mind
    so i speak
    If you knew what i knew
    It'll get'chu off your feet
    lotta failies struggling just to make ends meet
    living pay check to pay check
    some on the streets
    sometimes i sit and think about the world
    &&why it so crazy
    why and where it went wrong
    all the traditions and values at grannie's is all gone
    &&your family is broken and departed
    like an apple with no core
    you see people watching reality's mask
    you'd think the most popular t.v. show
    would be important to life
    when really behind the sceens
    but its mearly about a beauty queen
    bad celebrities
    lil wayne w/his "duffle bag dream"
    they you wonder why we're at war
    &&why the president aint ish*(bush)
    or why the all time high gas prices
    but your voice can be heard too!
    become the TURTH
    register to vote
    become a motivational speaker
    or I'll see you in the B00TH!!

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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