kbf - "Quintessence"

[kbfprince]

Hey. This is something I wrote yesterday afternoon when I was supposed to be doing history homework. It was hard to come up with a title, it might be changed. :pony: Thoughts appreciated.

Quintessence

- kbf

What are dreams, seem to brighten, enlighten

Me with knowledge I detest how we fighting

Giving my all flowin’ every night and

Cretins follow and get their names on writing

The new revolution past pe’s golden age

Touche, shines a new ray of poets working for the rap wage

Of cash paid, accounts things of the past days

Ain’t working to save, throw it away on strapless stage

When some living the cash-less ways on the bay

Of opportunities but their spot taken as I portray

The image of one desperate, can’t make perfect

Audio recording not a merchant never once been elect

I’ve been out of breath, outshone by others

About to give up but the mic beckons like a frat brother

Grounds tremble though the weather, I try not

Lest never stop, keep growing though other seeds rot

While common folk fought for material items

Your ignorant, taught to receive but never provide ‘em

Mindless thinking I condemn my nature is concise

Try to cut me, never reach past the hem, the opposite of street vice

I got advice, just ask and you’ll receive benevolence

A new inevitable consequence, I’ve broken my silence

I’ve been content with bronze, produce them like the Anyang

Something richer around, I defy authority they’d hang

Surrounded like I’m in Greek times, masking my expression

Different roles at different times, my semblance needs correction

Myself in a tragedy with a great character flaw

Be the messenger bearing the news for an higher person of law

The way it has been, will be, never will change undoubtedly

Some step to the limelight but I shy away towards the crowded seas

And blend in like I’m a fish underneath a shark’s fin

I can’t help but camouflage underneath someone else’s skin

Look through that toothy grin a gaping hole

Gender roles still apply my situation out of my control

Blanking out as it’s my time to ascend from the bottom

From tomatoes rotten to a field of crop blossoming

First dates to the first golden ring, love at first wake

Lingering, break the commandments, adulterate first mistake

Who can blame me for wanting none of that duplicity

Quintessence, pure innocence defeats weaponry

But if doubt creeps in seeking my chivalry

I may crumple like papier after hearing they wanna rival me

[PeaceAngel]

That was really good! You got some clever rhymes in there, and it has a great flow! Great job on this! :thumbsup:

[J-o-e]

Good song, wish i can get my head down and write, Can't think of anything these days