Bionic Eye

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Super bionic, ironic, ultrasonic, electronic flow,
Powerful enough to move the tectonic plates low.
Whoah, Ok, bring it back now, Rappad put me where I'm at now.
What comes around comes back around, Lyrics by a guy named Timberlake,
Visit me with weak lyrics and they gonna finna break, Too much on my plate,
Talking bout my dinner plate, Is the glass half empty or half full,
Am I not rich or not poor? That is for sure, And I'm happy I act mature.
But my auntie died of cancer and she couldn't get the cure.
So from now on, I make sure that I'm honest and pure,
get ready for this pain as you'll have to come endure.
Now, I ain't tryna be a sad soul, appreciative of the food in my bowl,
but let's delve into life as a whole, used to get everything powered by coal,
fast forward many years people on the dole, see everything right,
fix everything left and yes, this is my goal. I wrote this while I took a stroll,
and saw a man and he was on parole, now, I'm so advanced that in my raps,
I use the hyperbole, and yeah ma, I learnt about how posters were used in
the war to get people to enroll, and I'm not a rapper taking the tough guy role,
but I will stick up for myself if an argument rolls.
 
My raps are very eerie, I told them I wanna be a rapper they told me stop
being silly, But I already am a rapper, ever since I unraveled my first sweet,
And threw away the wrapper, this is the fact of the matter,
advanced grammar, enough with the people just about the chitter chatter,
Each step onto this ladder is like a new chapter, I wasn't very good about
my manners, I Slipped on manors, but with who I am, I just waited for a group
to gather.

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LOUIE2G
Member since December 23 2014

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