The Beginning
• Written by Critic
Hello I am Critic, just a lyrical genius
Play kick ball with Mars, marbles with Pluto and Venus
Take a little breather, let the beat trickle in
I am not a rapper, just a smooth lyricist
Me without a mic, is like a beat without a snare
Sweeter than licorice, yet dangerous like syphilis
What the fuck he saying, yo he isn't the best?
Just sit down and listen, put my rhymes to the test
I grew up pretty easy, listened to 2pac and Biggie
They are forever gone, but their souls are still with me
Got a feeling in my funny bone, that were just the same
Synonyms of the future, antonyms of a different age
Trying to make it big, another grain in the sand
Society run, by Democrips and Rebloodicans
But what does it matter, I got the world on a platter
Making a name for myself, writing my very own chapter
Future ahead of me, I've got the tricks up my sleeve
Now open your eyes , cause it's time to believe
So I take you on a spaceship, headed to the moon
I am the galaxy, earth is what I consume
Metaphorical rhymes, that turn water to vapor
Lyrically gifted, just a pencil and some paper
Working on my art, and i'm taking it slow
But I'm still just a kid, with an immaculate flow
You might say I'm crazy, and your probably right
The present is dim, but my future is bright
Developing rhymes, from the power within
Now onto our journey, it's time to begin
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Critic
Member since September 24 2015