Lyrical Miracle
• Written by wasp
wasp's Notes
storytelling about a person who doesnt exist
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