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vansley — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 06:47:42 CDT

A LIFE OF RHYME.

Into existence I came, the same game, grew up morpheus needing a name change, look in mother's eyes I see the same pain, dna from the same brain it seems strange.

Poem 1: W.A.R. HEART!
Chorus & Repeat x3
"I keep a War Heart, specifically for the warlock,
my Court orders iz to oppose the emperor with the dark heart,
I'll be chillin' in the car park,
paranoid trusting no one after dark."
Verse 1
I got a pressure that beats inside me deeply, you can't see it with ur eyez, I bear scars, I'm traumatized, G-Life I dramatized, far different from advertize, affected by violent lives, ripped through me like bullets from 45's, many times murdered and still i rise, sometimes you wanna die, ideals unsatisfied, but my war horse just loves the ride. I came up against all odds, was starting to become like Bolivia's Sosa, Wanted Poster, unseen like Kaiser Sosa, never believing that I would retire unscathed, out the drug game, those dayz you would do almost anything to get paid, the nine spray or drug slang were always the quickest ways, but anyday you could die from a close shave. I don't even need to talk anymore I've proved my points I paid my dues, ran with so many different gangs from age 12 to 22. Call me a nomad, grew up swinging swords like Conan, in the Gang Lands the bad lands I came up fearing no man but Christ, he was watching over me, Mr. Motivator, motivated by the paper, undercover lover on midnight escapades & crime capers, most "friends" turned out fakers, smile like crocodiles and alligators, then they say "see ya laters", them type of things give me mood swings, so I move with Kings, persuing new things, on a war path that never ends until Har-Mageddon friends, I'm War Heart till' the end.
Verse 2
From ever since I can remember I've been holdin' blows, who else wants to gimme' a bloody nose, once my heart froze over ice-cold, that's why I write rhymes with raw brute force and precision, Tre Armani since 1998, I'm not holding back, beaming to the top gleaming, never hesitate, I resonate, lyrically I detonate, like super novas, as long as the world is still alive, I'll be on my grind, laud Jehovah, until it's over. On the other side the grass is greener, sit back relax never, my boy sports the F1 Modena, floating around Wmbley Arena, call me a War Horse, at the moment, life is a war boss, my gain is ur loss, but get the context right, never take life

A LIFE OF RHYME.

vansley — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 06:47:19 CDT

I've involved a number of cliche analogies, pantomimes and techniques in my rhyme book bringing to bear my own personal attitude toward rhyme, adversities & my highlights of life.
I sometimes replace (ER) with the letter (A), also (s) I replace with the letter (Z) and "THEM" "iz" sometimes referred to as (EM'). This keeps me in flow "az" I write and rhyme, you may see some other anomalies that reflect my particular way, art, style.
Identifying the "resonant vowel in words helps me to rhyme quicker e.g. "time", the "i" instructs me to locate and write new words with the "i" sound dominant in the lyric i.e. find, mind, lime, grime, prime etc. (Of course there will be some exceptions to the rule of rhyme.)
For those of you offended by the inaccuracy of some punctuation, please understand that it is all in the interest of rhyme, poetry, self-expression and my personal poetic flow. As you may have noticed I am fully capable of fluent speech, good spelling and grammatic punctuations.
V.Collins

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