Spin Master

Spin Master

Check one on the mic I'm about to bite
 a victim of race spread out your Peyton place
 let me take you down to the hood
 this is where you get the real lessons in life
 Hustlers pimping their rides
 bitches screaming cause their fix is dreaming
 the place where you get the good blow
 I should have come here years ago
 out of its silence its a game of violence
 guns being drawn out in your face
 for some its a social disgrace
 still you can learn about how true rap pops
 boogy down to your socks just like Scott Lerock
 its their you will sift through the latest trends
 such as Fetty Wap blowing up the scene
 then their are those people who are very mean
 the streets can either make you or break you
 For me I'm a spin master in my social disaster
 Breaking down rhymes in my frying pan
 Sticking up for the one's who say," Yes We Can"
 Instead of keep sticking it to the man with the plan
 You need a heart that's filled with gold
 So you will do what you are told until the very rights to you are sold
 It's like a jungle sometimes but it makes me wonder
 blasting out tracks like Stevie Wonder
 your a bundle of joy out holding your own
 paying the bills cheap thrills in the back of the car
 Learn from your mistakes son & it will make you go far
 Only one life is soon to be done only what's done out of love will last
 Nobody get a free pass we all have free will
 Rap is for winners turning sinners to saints
 turning hate to love from the warm hand up above
 so keep your dope joint clean if you know what I mean
 a winner is just another loser that falls down but gets up & gives it one last try...
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Submitted by hitalot on August 19, 2017


Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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