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letra de i was here (’til the engraving disappears) - the4realmcg

consider all bars of this little rap dropped
nothing less than my motherf-cking soul’s snapshot
they say write from your d-mn heart
as if my pen case is the red ace up my sleeve
like the very last card
of the great ala’shazzam’s final magic act!
literally a part attached
to my literary cardiac
wept heartfelt but bl–dy beauty’s rarest ruby
painite pacemaker pumps with bonaparte’s almanac
the best bars i’s ever spat
in the valhalla halls of rap
and if ai be the death of art
not it’s so called renaissance
let this honest track be one of h0m-sapien creativity buried treasure dust covered artifacts
“i was here” – be the f-ckin words written here
everlastin’ ’til the engraving disappears
a scientist of fiction here, not the art of facts
even in the most autobiographical parts of tracks
lovely rhymes like b-tterflies preserved up in amber glass
without some f-ckin chatbot cyrano de bergerac
every word of rap is mine for better or worse, infact
the more imperfect that’s – the more authentic the aesthetic
uncut, not synthetic, my pens, not prosthetic
most precious known metal shone in this firmament-is
flapping betwixt my gums bud
this astatine tongue, son! (look it up, punk!)
“i was here” – be the f-ckin words written here
everlastin’ ’til the engraving disappears
claimin’ wisdom here, elohim’s oldest t–th
knows its better to possess a soul
than to receive the devil’s soul-receipt
god is not a definition webster can quote for me, the holy see
jordan pete’ or the latest woke belief
its the good already known to me
the whole time under my nose to see
it’s the love that flows through thee
and transcends poetry
still upholding the common bonds of mankind’s fellowship
before we follow ships of light past horizons to heaven’s sunset
and all we hold dear becomes death
and there’s naught but dust left
‘cept 4 the everlong dusk that hasn’t come yet!
“i was here” – be the f-ckin words written here
everlastin’ ’til the engraving disappears
call me 4realmcg, if it wasn’t chiseled clear
read my gravestone in gold b-tch, yes “i was here!”

- the4realmcg

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