In the absence of purpose

In the absence of purpose

A Poem by slayerjay
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Haters gon hate but they'll always be too late

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Now whats the time
do i have the permission
to make a rhyme
does the clock commission
this world of mine 
that im time to time dissing
not cause i was sick of all the kissing
but my a*s was tired too many sick collisions
the visions turn from blurry divisions to raw fission
that crack and burn right up on my concision
im always coming up but cant ever pass a lesson
obstacle course with my own obstructive force
and we have a dead end dose of hard chemicals
no literally my nemesis couldn't perform the penance 
to save me from the general, diseases both affect the rich and poor
but the poor get worse while the rich get clothes
medicine is a right by the right price and 
if you want to put up a fight you have to spite and support white
else you have to stand back in the last end of the line 
and hope that by the time you reach the counter the world is fine
healed with time so that hate and racial abuse have been done aside

© 2013 slayerjay


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Is it a full on rap or a hip hop poem? Maybe there's no difference, either way I enjoyed it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

slayerjay

10 Years Ago

Thank you, I actually just freestyled it, i usually put them under poems but this is the first under.. read more
Samuel Jack

10 Years Ago

Ace, your walking the path between worlds

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slayerjay
slayerjay

Bangalore, Somewhere, India



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