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Intro
by FlipSide Poetry
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Yeah
A FlipSide production
Who said poetry has to be sad?
Intro
The rapper’s overstated
The poet’s underrated
We use big words
Because we’re complicated
You come in hungry and leave satiated
But in the rap game
Some of y’all are overrated
Platinum beats
With lyrics- gold plated
Looking for some knowledge
And leave emaciated
Searching for some depth
You leave devastated
Be more creative
Less often sedated
That means sleeping
If you wonder what I’m saying
The girls you keep laying
The guns keep spraying
Taking no heed
For minds that you’re decaying
Just keep thinking
They paying
We staying
Let’s dig deeper
The climb’s a little steeper
But leads to less kids
Visiting the grim reaper
Less cynicism
Less of us in prison
But you can’t lead the blind
If you also lack the vision
Don’t get me wrong
I love what rappers do
Flowing to beats like
This is fun too
Just wanna see the trap
Rap game improve
So my eight year old daughter also can consume
When she’s in the room
And let’s just assume
She doesn’t wanna be called a bitch
In every tune
And like I said before
I love what rappers do
But if you are insulted
I’m talking about you.
Yeah
A FlipSide production
Who said poetry has to be sad?
Intro
The rapper’s overstated
The poet’s underrated
We use big words
Because we’re complicated
You come in hungry and leave satiated
But in the rap game
Some of y’all are overrated
Platinum beats
With lyrics- gold plated
Looking for some knowledge
And leave emaciated
Searching for some depth
You leave devastated
Be more creative
Less often sedated
That means sleeping
If you wonder what I’m saying
The girls you keep laying
The guns keep spraying
Taking no heed
For minds that you’re decaying
Just keep thinking
They paying
We staying
Let’s dig deeper
The climb’s a little steeper
But leads to less kids
Visiting the grim reaper
Less cynicism
Less of us in prison
But you can’t lead the blind
If you also lack the vision
Don’t get me wrong
I love what rappers do
Flowing to beats like
This is fun too
Just wanna see the trap
Rap game improve
So my eight year old daughter also can consume
When she’s in the room
And let’s just assume
She doesn’t wanna be called a bitch
In every tune
And like I said before
I love what rappers do
But if you are insulted
I’m talking about you.
