1, 2, 1,
2, yeah
I'm an artist with an art
that's misunderstood
and I've had it from the
start of my childhood.
It was a gift from the creator
that created good.
I'll never lose it
if I use it the way that I should.
To entertain or explain, perform or inform.
To prove, prove, soothe or warm.
Shucks, I want the bucks
but that's not my whole motive.
And if you listen real close
you'll notice as I rhyme.
I'm expressing my views
and with the power of choice
This is what I choose,
but I'm not trying to contest
Talk or compete,
I'm just a poet
saying my poetry's to be
It's style of mind, yeah
It's the style of mind, yeah
My heart beats the beat that I rap to
And the rhymes that I rap, you clap to
I've always had a strong urge
to be this way
All I ever wanted to do is say
What's on my mind
With a rhyme
Cause that's what I do best
And I don't worry about what the rest think
I just do what I feel
And it feels mighty fine
to know that I appeal
To some
To see where I'm coming from
And where I'm headed
And the job that I have to get done
Raps got me strong
Because it's dope I'm numb
I hear a beat
Then I become one with the drum
I get so wrapped up and
trapped up in a groove
that I become obsessed
with making it move
then I assess my obsession
place it to a pole then show it
I'll show how I know how
to do that job
because I'm a veteran
yet I'm improving with age
I'm getting better and better and smarter
and older and wiser and brighter
that only means that I hold the mic tighter and entertain
and also knowledge you an entertainer
should also be a scholar too
because if you think about it
that makes it all complete and I'm
a poet
I find my state of mind
to be creative at times
when I'm supposed to be at rest,
But my best rhymes come upon instinct
When I don't even think
Loose leaf and ink
Then I'll dis solve and shrink
Into a place and space
Where only I can travel
With my expressions and possession
They all unravel
With a flair to compare
I make comparisons
Of words
And when I'm done
They're in unison
Productively
Constructively
Done by me
The stimulation I sensation
You could never see
With the human eye
Although you might try
But remember only I can identify
And if you can't understand
Well I think that's grand
Because notice I wrote this
and I have plans to get to know you
and show you
I'm not filled with Z
I'm just a poet
singing my poetry to you
Yeah!
Yes, it's true that you should go yourself,
cause you're blessed with health,
if you help yourself. And success doesn't
always mean gaining wealth,
to me,
cause if I could be content with myself,
I'd be just as happy as a millionaire
With a mansion on a hill in Bel Air
And if God is willing,
I'll keep fulfilling my poetic hunger
While I still have time to rhyme,
cause I'm not getting younger
As I live, I will give my all to my trade
With pen and paper in the shade,
sipping lemonade
I got the soul of a poet,
I'm a poet with soul
I'm on a roll, and I know it,
and I show it so bold
It's ironic how harmonic
I can blend two words
An adjective with a noun,
and a noun with a verb
Without trying to destroy
The greater the feat, just
be a poet
Say you're my poetry to inspire