Open Mic: I Spit On Destiny

Strange...
Though it’s happened before - I still ask him for more- -
Crashing my back on the floor - Cracked as I mourn- -
A casket of torn masses with the ashes trapped in the scorn- -
The shackles of the tragic is worn - Latched in its core- -
Fastened and attached to the pores - Lashes are forced- -
Gashes are sore - Before you ask - This is after the war- -
A rapper who’s poured a passion none can match in lifetime- -
A sadness that sighed pride - With madness to write rhymes- -
I stab in this wide line - The facts of his trife grind- -
The gat was the light’s guide - To blast in the night skies- -
The back of the guy’s mind - Elapsed through his blind eyes- -
Collapsed on his right side - And that’s when his fight died- -
Don’t ask me if I cried - Compassion’s a white lie- -
My past is defined by - A rap that describes crime- -
So yapping you might try to change is nothing less...
Of a lame and fucking mess that you claim for ducking stress- -
Now the pain is drunken next - Here I’m blazing, puffing cess- -
It’s amazing what is left when they raised me under wreck-
Have been waiting months for death - Yes, pathetic- -
Cause death depresses-the blessed genetic-of text I edit- -
Wept and said it - Today, I’m dead, so bet it- -
Left the letter, wet and read it - I guess next is heaven- -
And yet, I step in...Etch with the pen that could end a life- -
Developed a sense to write - Enveloped in tension, spite...
And hell in this mental psyche - Compelled to attempt the right...
Intelligent step to climb - Propel to the ends of Christ- -
I’ve fell in the endless heights - Stood back and walked again- -
Knew that a stop ahead was too fast to pause and end- -
Grew as a fallen gem - Through cracks and walls and fences...
Hoods had to stall the men - Who mastered all the trends- -
To gats, the balls and phlegm...dudes rapped with off the sense- -
Feuds lasting often then they shoot back, a coffin’s sent- -
True that, it’s awful and the youth grasp this knowledge when...
They look at the farthest end - Hoodrats and ballers blend- -
I use that to call and lend...A hand to those who struggle- -
A man who knows of troubles-will stand to hold this puzzle...
Of land enrolled with thugs who-disband the chromes and drug loot- -
To brand a flow to touch you-and grant the sword above you- -
So trust who?...Dawg, ever since I was born- -
Never been by the Lord - Settled in by the horns- -
A clever kid tryna form to better in-side the core...
The weather rinsed high in storms with dread and sin I enforced- -
I said or implied a sort of claim to replace the mistakes...
That’s been placed in the stakes of being placed in these graves- -
Every danger is grave - Don’t ever say that it’s fake- -
Another day at a wake’ll make me hate on his faith- -
If I pray, it’s a waste - Cause fate is just an excuse- -
Don’t wait to bust in and shoot - Don’t place ya trust in these dudes- -
One day it jumps to disputes and makes a tussle a feud- -
I’ve tasted guns in my tooth - Don’t think it’s something you knew- -
Embracing struggle and glued to racists, hustlers, and crews- -
Obtained a muscle in proof - Maintained with blunts that I blew- --
And pain is nothin’ to you - But made me somethin’ of use- -
A trait to rush in a troop - To break and crush for a truce- -
So fuck what you knew...I’ve lurked in the dark- -
Searched for the art I worked for to spark the hurt in my heart- -
This earth is so hard...Even heard that I lost...
An uncle at the age he learned how to walk - (Not even worth it to start)
And not the first one to rot - The first ones to die- -
We’ve served up this life with simple word-muttered lies- -
Burned up in pride - What’s worst is...we’re under puppeteers- -
Stuck in fear - Rushing clear - Once we peered - Love is near- -
Sunk in tears - What else is new? - Who else tells the truth- -
Who else felt the fumes that melts the health in you- -
I fell in through - And was helped in tubes- -
Wasn’t well but soothed - Cause a little wealth was due- -
I’m telling you...destiny is bullshit - I live by day- -
So dig my grave - This might be the last shit I say- -
Nothing happens for a reason...

Edited by Freeda5thDawg - 28 April 2008 at 6:49pm

appreciate that man, thanks...

and by the way, anyone who leaves feed, leave a link so i can return the favor cause i haven't looked around lately...but don't cheat and just leave a link, lol...

As always bro, your flow is dope and multis are relevant. This was written with good description that made me want to keep reading, which is always good. Easily one of the best pieces I've read in awhile, dope drop.

Here's two links, doesn't matter which one you drop feed on.

http://www.lyricalassault.co.uk/forum/forum_posts.asp?TID=14776

http://www.lyricalassault.co.uk/forum/forum_posts.asp?TID=14484&KW=&PID=157489

appreciate it guys, thanks...

^agree with the spic bitch... This was fucking hot... Lol, I just spat it to a beat and knowing how u write, I wanna know what beat was this too cause when i read/spat it, flow was perfect as fuck... Good drop freeda