First part of a series I will write, feedback is appreciated.
Road to doubt.
Waking up feeling like shit, thinking about the battle his in
Taking his best lines to spit, drinking some shit to straighten his chin
Nerves wrecking him, serves some bourbon to be battling
Verses known by heart, like they been pumped out of his heart
Pre-written or not, he thinks he can outdo anyone ‘cause he’s hard
But he’s smart, knowing that things can go the other way around
So he prepares some bars that will turn the booing in cheering sounds
Heading out in his jumpsuit, suited for jumping on stage to be
Pumped for hours and ripping opponents like chemical components
Feeling powered and driven by focus like he was some kind of ford car
But his bars are by far to hard to get so they go over heads like darts
And try to aim for instant result is what he thought, dumbing it down
Isn’t what he wanted so he stayed high due to his lines and went over heads
With sixteen’s that should be in quarantine and farther then anything else
He should be battling him self, but he thought he could earn the champions belt
With a golden medal on his chest and the bright spot light on his whole body
Glory with his story and feeling gorgeous while his girl hanging on his anatomy
His blood was pumping faster then normal, but not ‘cause of adrenaline
But because he got shot in his abdomen with a cold shadow standing behind him
Trying to visualize his face with his stained iris and vague staring stage
Then he realized it was his opponent of the day, smiling at him and walking away
Sterilized was his mouths fluid, couldn’t speak nor reach to his pockets
Couldn’t call for an ambulance or for help, laying there waiting for death
Thinking why he was shot, couldn’t grasp the truth until his girls picture
Fell out of his necklace, of course it was his opponents ex but unless
He stole her from him he couldn’t be blamed for him losing her d-like chest
He felt unconscious and started to fade away, the light wanted him to come over
Someone noticed him in the alley and started screaming for help in vain
Not knowing he already was watching from the afterlife not even amazed
But saddened ‘cause he couldn’t participate in today’s battling game
People thought it started to rain when his tear felt on his body’s wrist
Suddenly he realized his watch was gone that his girl gave him
His head started to itch, so he got shot ‘cause of a gift that enslaved him
And became his death?.. He couldn’t leave it alone and faded back
The dead body suddenly moved, he coughed out blood in the ambulance back
Opened his eyes, paramedics were amazed and realized he could be saved
After three days his girl came to visit him, she was crying at his feet while he
Was sleeping, she tried to slip poison in the IV, but he grabbed her wrist
She started to cry harder and said it was better for him, to die peacefully
Instead of being hit, it was still unclear to him why they teamed up to
Kill him; nuclear physics couldn’t deduce shit, so he reduced his feelings
For this bitch and called for a nurse to show her the exit, his mind back flipped
While he was walking out of the hospital, hostility in his block while he was
Walking to his house on the streets hill, entering his place realizing everything
Is out of place, he embraced the fact that he got stuck in a maze and decided
To leave this city while he still breaths, he didn’t think of it like he was leaving
Out of fear, more of being smart and taking his life over some stupid bitch that
Is self centred like a cities mall, the devil really wears prada so it seems
So he better be looking for an angel that wears addidas on her feet….
And he left…..heading towards a new city with no fear,
Finding a new girl and building a strong based rap career
Hoping that there the sunrise would be better viewed…..
Meaning this will be continued….