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Standing up in front and center with the mic in your face.

Bow your head and say a little rhyme.

Get up to the speaker and start to breathe.

One breath is all you need.

And then you spit.

“This may be the hardest thing you ever do

but you do it, right?

This might just be your one last shot

but you take it, right?

And while you fouls all look at me wondering

what the hell goes on in that head of hers?

I tick the mic like clockwork

And I rock the stage like Jagger

I punch the words from my verse

onto the amps which amplify the rants that go on in my mind

and seeing is believing when you see my mouth move to the rhythm of my beat

the beat that I treat is the the heart in my chest

and the words on the page are verses with age

cause these rhymes didn’t just appear

they were brought here by the lights in the dark

and the darkness of the lights”

And then I breathe

And I’m done





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