Let Freedom RingA Poem by Mario VitaleA True Poetic Expression Of Rapwhy should we worry in a world in such a hurry present them with truth & they change the story like Martin Luther King let freedom in lest we begin again Freedom is so sweet when people meet to share the good news of hugs with kisses with the long ago misses front porch swings Freedom rings today you got hip hop with Fetty Wap reaching the top Eminem with his fire about Trump really good glue to hold No, we broke the mold with Akon learning his lynn Swan pose used to be customary to hold open the door for your neighbor used to be we used to pray but today you claim it ought not be that way long ago let the truth be told you will do as you are told until the rights to you are sold better to be judged on the content of your character not the color of one's skin one lone homeboy get capped in his knee on 5th and Wesson leave ya second guessing Mario William Vitale is not about neutrality he aims to do what he please get a hold of the Sonic we silence the crack heads of society with a bit of violence its all about choice with the roll of the dice makes you think twice we got reality shows just ask Todd Bridges & Flava Flav smolten hot lava cause I came here to deliver some times i get stuck in the middle playing second fiddle... rap isn't for losers always for the winner don't call me late for dinner what are we most willing to achieve always have something up my sleeve those days of Big Daddy Kayne in the fame game building forts in the woods alaways got the good with playboy under the seat a delicious frozen treat I rock it while its hot this homeboy do think a lot Nectar is in the honey down to the bone best to watch the frozen classic, "Home Alone" got rules in the Ghetto that they don't want you to know that's why some homeboys get away sleeping with a two bit w***e nothing phony not looking for money content in playing a game of Gin & Rummy not to mention Spades now act your age this rap scene will never fade its about balance and consistency that is my philosophy
Freedom rings but I'm not your seasoned butterfly instead i thank the good Lord i'm still alive got a good story to tell like Slick Rick with the ring of the bell honey to treasure no matter what the weather i'm still as light as a feather we can teach it to preach it but nothing comes easy mic in my hand and I get a little dizzy going shadow boxing with the Bee Gees waxing that a*s with a squeegy its the bounce for the ounce of the hour of power homeboy need to take a long hot shower Hour of sorrow to thinking of Chuck in the Tower of Power we ned to think rationally as you cook your linguini arm me with harmony...
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AuthorMario VitaleWolcott, CTAboutPublished 1,000 poems featured on Poetrysoup, Starlitecafe, Allpoetry & Neopoet.com more..Writing
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