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[lil poetry]

Born of true blood got hip hop flowing in my veins
they tried to kill us of, beat down and placed in chains
like Ali pound for pound they couldn’t out do me
doing the rope-a-dope showing both brawn and brains
when that track hits,
I’m floating like a butterfly and stinging like a bee
I’m here to show what rhythm can bring to the world
yet these *BLEEP*ers say we a bad influence
criticise our dress sense, our appearance
already judged, Hip Hop not given a chance
not given a fair trial, a tribunal
and not praised for our had work, our diligence
our brilliance, our excellence
blame me for your children failing in life
if so then show me the evidence
without us, without our existence
those from the hood struggle to find finance
and then you blame us for their crimes
curse me for my rhymes
they killing us but I still raise up the peace sign
Hip Hop is bigger than that
your jealousy and constant talking just fuels us
me breaking through is only a matter of progress
cause I possess the talent to impress enabling my own success
so I know I’m destined for great things
the history books opening thanks to the dream that is Hip Hop