TURNING PAGE

Verse 1:

I was blessed given the the gift of 'writin lyrics'//

'Recite and spit it' thats the way I 'fight the critics'//

No 'fist sights' coz 'this might' 'enlight your spirits'//

I keep writin til the day I can 'hype you with it'//

I was amazed with punchlines came up with 'wordplays'//

Til then kept my standards high like a 'nerd's grade'//

Keep on 'stretchin the thirst' til im 'best with the words'//

Sittin at classrooms with my mind 'sketchin a verse'//

Everyone was joining gangs, me im 'writin verses'//

Started off with weak rhymes, basic shit, 'lies and curses'//

But still wont stop even if ive 'Mastered the art'//

I swim this sea of hungry animals 'faster than sharks'//

In every work, i make sure that my 'mind is focused'//

'Rhymes is dopest' and every word and 'lines aint worthless'//

SO all of yall dont let 'disasters swallow you'//

If you feel the same way.. 'I ask u to follow too'//

Chorus:

Hip hop is a book,

its the 'story i chose'

Tried to change the game with what I '

wrote in my flows'

This chapter was dark,

the 'dirtiest days'Should be learning,

instead of burning..

should be 'turning the page'

Verse2:

Cmon now, theres no 'stoppin here with me'//

If there is 'positivity' then theres a 'possibility'//

To 'change the state', let the love 'exchange the hate'//

If you got beef i suggest you 'explain it straight'//

Keep it verbal though, thats why there's 'battles in rap'//

Your favorite rapper kills, you shouldnt be 'followin that'//

If someone disses you, hit em back with 'lyrics of course'//

Only a sore loser would attack with 'physical force'//

Use the skill of writing that 'runs within'//

Exchange the 'guns with pen' at the count of 'One to ten'//

Emceein is poetry, let the 'rhymes unfold'//

We should make moves now, because 'time is gold'//

As i continue to grow, i learned 'lessons in my face'//

From the people who are 'Blessed and theyre mind's great'//

From the people who are 'blessed with a mindstate'//

God gave us hiphop to 'lessen the crimerate'//

Chorus
Verse3:

Right now, real talent is 'tossed aside'//

How you gon think hiphop is 'supposed to fly'//

Willl you let wack emcees and 'posers lie'//

Or yo gonna stand up, and 'show ya side'//

To yall emcees, pic up a 'pen and a pad'//

Lets show this people hiphop was 'never a fad'//

Whether you paint walls, or scratch a 'turntable'//

Dancin in corners... our thing lets 'turnstable'//

Lets fight go pick up your 'weapon of choice'//

Act like grown ups, and lets give a 'lesson to boys'//

'Lessen the noise'.. if youre feelin 'mutual friend'//

All them wack stuff lets try to 'put to an end'//

Do whatever yall can, while i let my 'crazy rhymes be sent'//

And try to spread knowledge to the 'Eighty five percent'//

To those close minded, lets leave them 'cryin with frowns'//

Lets stop 'lyin around', coz we are truly 'Lions with crowns'//

Chorus.

No applauses please, i aint 'done yet'//dont be 'up-set' coz i beat ya so hard they now call you 'drum set'//