I accelerate and elevate/
the words texture, wit a lyrical perception/
to present proper positions on poetics/
and analyze rhyme through fire...
This is smooth right here
Every word meant to be like sound drumming
As if you hearing water running when it hits the ears
I got a story!
it began 209, come on a trip through the hidden chambers of my mind/
my memories melodically move like a ghost upon the lines/...
Deferred while daydreaming scheming for ways to keep my words breathing/
poetic renaissance, recite the uncut raw form/...
that was a real cool love poem yo,
and your name is rules son,
cause little brother is the dopest,!1
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