Rolemodel

Like all good things must come to an end
Trying to rhyme this deep gives whack emcee's the bends
I'll be the catalyst to disrupt people's plastered posture
When my beats give birth that the cadence will foster
Lost your self-worth vision of lyrical hope
I'm that cat who drops lines like Somoans on tightropes
Hold nuts like padded rooms
When were done you'll plead insanity
Just cause I stand over you don't mean you understand me
I'll push the limit of delta brainwave levels
And find peace of mind as the bass meets the treble
Rebel yells that freedom held
Will be the cause of lies disspelled
And in that place where my face
Finds composure at a steady pace
I will stand tall and use truth
To make your walls fall, crumbiling down
And bring your emotions home
To your lonely heart's ghost town
Let yourself get swept up in the zeitgeist
Believing you could buy peace if the price was right
But little sister, you dress up your dreams
With trash-strewn litter
All the while you filter versatile backdrops
Of sunshine and glitter
Super-impose your misguided belief in gideon
Your logic traffic is flowing the wrong side of the median
Still I'm feeding you my list of every emphatic reason
You're my souls guiding beacon
You overtake claptrap epoxy bonded logic
Turning every one of my caustic clauses coptic
Rearranging my brainwave synoptics
Optic illusion is the only happiness you feel
Your welcome to join me, and touch what's real

(© 2011 Rev Bob Fiedler)