this was the introduction the Rap Poetry series, hosted by Rhythmicme.

We thought it would make a fitting memorial.

poet Rap

Just notice, your words, just play with it, make it adverse

You poets are already rappers, rapping from birth

But I got the curse to develop a curse which becomes worse

But first, I gotta show some rap skills that kills

The stage and make the audience feel

The rage, they accept my talent, Im a part of the filthy

Race, fuck it, its not filthy, its FILL-THE

Race, cause we are deemed to reveal the

Ace, but wait a minute i gotta conceal the

Place, and rap like I'm the Real-B

Caged, on the booth just here to place my truce

Pledge the Bruce who fucking turned recluse

Yo I bet i showed some rhymes which are perfect and slant

Oh man why dont you try, I'll be damned

Im seriously joking, your seriously choking

Im mysteriously hoping, the Mist-is-yearly doping

I too am doping I just swallowed the whole thing

Then I hear my brain and my gut revolting

I'm having a thought which I have been holding

Not with my hands bozo, wait I lost it Im scrolling

Yeah what do I find, lyrics popping on and boasting

Me to be great for taking Marijuana and smoking

Ahh fuck it I lost the thought, let me think

Ahh it was the rhymes can be used again jinx

Just place a theme and stick to it

Look at my internal rhymes doing a duet

Im a truant, too cruel, no fuel, hope you ain't affluent

Of my shit, it hits cause schizophrenia is boosting

I see your pic as a bitch so Armenia looking

I free your sick ass a hypno mania shooting

Thats how Im rolling, now your rebooting

Im the rap heister, the best in cypher

With a sniper, there's shit for which you'd cry for

Im on the mic raw, I shine with my rap core

I dont wanna do no brag tour, but Im damn hardcore