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Lyrical Miracle
- lyrical miracle, spiritual criminal
- I split syllables like atoms, call it rhyme fissionable
- started with a broke pen, now the inks invincible
- every bar got a ghost, yeah, the past still in it though
- I was underground like a coffin with dreams
- now I haunt the charts like a metaphor fiend
- from zero to god in a verse and a hook
- they said 'write your pain', so I turned the book to a nuke
- barefoot on hot concrete, dreamin' in 16s,
- mama workin' double shifts, life was a palindrome, same shit backwards
- first rhyme? trash. but the fire was lit
- every flaw was a lesson, every loss was a hit
- high school dropout, but the streets was my college
- majored in metaphysics, minored in hustle logic
- wrote on napkins, receipts, eviction notices
- every word was a weapon, every line was a promise
- then came the turning point, homie died from a line
- not a verse, a white line, overdosed on the grind
- that night, I vowed, either rhyme or die
- so I picked up the pen and let the pain monetize
- went from open mics to ghostwritin' for snakes
- learned the games a rigged casino, still took the stakes
- broke? fuck it. hungry? eat the beat
- labels said 'change your style' I said 'suck my syllables' and left em weak
- then the breakthrough, freestyle went viral
- went from 'whos this?' to 'oh shit, hes a cyborg'
- critics called it luck, I call it alchemy
- turned 24 karat pain to platinum poetry
- now the flows a religion, im the prophet of prose
- split impossible to im possible, watch the word decompose
- every consonants a knife, every vowels a wound
- I dont rap, I resurrect, language is my tomb
- now I tour the world but still write in the dark
- cause the best rhymes come from places with no arc
- they ask 'how you craft this?' I say 'unlearned'
- the second you chase hits, the magic gets burned
- so to every kid with a pen and no way out
- heres the formula: let the ink drought
- write till the page screams, till the pen blisters
- till the pains so sharp it splits the syllables
- cause lyrical miracles aint given, they taken
- like prometheus, steal the fire and stay unshaken
- I was nothing, now im everything in a verse
- the hoods shakespeare, gods curse, raps first
- they said I wouldnt make it
- now they study my rhymes like scripture
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