Modern Pharoah's Dream

Mon, 02/23/2015 - 10:36 -- dwebbe

I consider myself a modern day pharaoh,

Minus enslaving the jews,

You see I’m a human of a darker hue,

That’s why I wear my ankh,

Protecting my stolen legacy,

Writing raps like hieroglyphics,

Rhymes spewing out my mind to my hand,

Quite prolific,

Like I was writing in the biblics,

But I’m a fucking sinner man,

Performing on a grand stand,

Speaking my master plan,

The crowd is swayed, as I persuade,

Getting my point across, hopefully I get paid,

I’ll even take getting laid,

Wondering why my Nefertti never stayed,

Who the fuck cares?

She probably wanted a story so she could share,

The grim explicits like I care,

My wife is interlaced with the instrumental

It calms me before I go mental,

Hitting them with my mental rollerdex,

The attedance is getting a peak of my right brain,

Why wasn’t this rapper ft. on one train?,

Starting small paying my dues,

My pen and hand are fused,

All I can think about is living with the hedonistics,

Why not have a party lifestyle?,

Go wild never forgetting to use my lifestyles,

While I wild,

Maybe I can employee Faith to fuck,

It worked for Hank Moody,

Where are the big booty Judy’s,

Staring into the audtiroum,

Spacing out looking at the decore-um,

I’m up on a 25-1 run,

Can’t fuck with me I’m on my top gun,

Maverick like Rick Grimes,

Fearless as I rhyme,

Facing the zombies,

Eventually watching them disperese into the night,

I saw the movement witin my sight,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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