Dope Town

Now, dont get me twisted
as u read thru these verses that i've scripted
what lies is the truth encrypted
slammin u right in the face double-fisted
read carefully, make sure u havnt missed it
the word of the Lyrical Prophet metaphorically listed
lethal, contagious and ballistic
these lines shud make it clear why i shifted
from guitars n drums to pens to express pissed shit
beef with you fucks? here, i'v picked it
my rap ass way too dirty for you ? here, you cuda licked it
fantasize spittin venom when i spit sick shit
label me as a misfit, make a poster n stick it
hate my guts cuz my punchlines are wicked
none of u jealous fucks have the talent with which i've been gifted
none o u assholes can reach the level to which i've been lifted
you be where are you are only cuz u read my rhyme n nicked it
im about to unleash the wrath of the poison pen, nukka dont risk it
my syllables so sharp, they'll hold ur wrist vertically n slit it
similies all over , no smiles what-so-ever, thats strange
aint it ? longin for change, im tryna show off my range

This is me, Im jus showin you around
What goes on inside of me, how I get down
Bringin it all out, cuz my time is now
Welcome, This is DopeTown

Been on the recievin end since the day I was born
Gave my moma lota pain, the way I was born
Always done too much o right, to say I was wrong
Even as an embryo, you cudnt really say I was strong
Pre-mature by two months, they thought I'd perish as fast as I'd come
When the ICU blew up, they knew the only burn I'd get wasnt a side burn
So saved by a whisker, I took re-birth on day one
A violent baby, first thing I'd learnt after teething was to say gun
But feared the supernatural, slept holdin on to my moma's hair
Indifferent to life nevertheless, it was always a game and I, a reckless player
Survived a series of close shaves, switch blades, this is the 7th birth that Im livin
God's shown enough mercy on me, too many times forgiven
Know why ? Here's a lil secret, I was born off Mars and Venus
So that makes me non other than the brother of Jesus


Please, im givin out no more empty apologies,
i no more acknowledge these,
I was born to play this rap game
rhymes aint in my mind, they flow in my veins
lines left behind, a lyricist set out to conquer his pain
tagged with a fake casanova image that im tryna shed off
but it jus backfires, stranglin me, knockin my head off
but crucified by guilt, i'll leave all that for tommorow
my words'll never make u smile, they'r morbid, penned to spread sorrow
a heart of stone, can never love, meant to stay hollow
and i rhyme cuz Harsh dont gime no lines of coke to borrow
and i should consider dying, cuz B of the L said so
switchin to real life shit, i think i've found my alter-ego,
to help me understand my cold-ways
now all im lookin for is, my soul-mate
a fresh start, im tryna wipe out the whole slate
tryna win back my sold fate, extinguish the old hate
lead a life full of mistakes, im tyna correct me
in quest of happiness, gime your love, resurrect me