What happens at the end of the day,
When you lay your head down at night, do you pray?
Do you say your prayers, or just stare in the distance,
Bearing as witness, barren existence,
Barely living, rarely driven, to do anything here but sinning,
Still we're given, a second chance to dance with the dead and chant with the living,
You can't be forgiven, till you see the light,
We're left to do wrong, so strive to do right,
Crying at night, why do I fight, leave the life of sinning and try to do right,
The lion has might, the lamb is calm,
I stand as man in a land that's gone,
I was granted a chance, I was handed the answer,
Glanced at my hand, saw the world in my palm,
Damn I'm strong, man has fallen, I'm weak and tired but still scared to yawn,
Preparing a bomb, prepare to go long, as I toss this bomb with cautious arm,
It's the longest yard, I'm the strongest guard,
This frosted heart has fallen apart,
I can't bribed and I can't be bought,
You can pay the price, it'll cost your arm,
Maybe a leg, praying and beg, hide your emotion, stay in your head,
Listen to your thoughts while you're laying in bed,
Cause your life just starts on the day that you're dead,
The day I was born, I was torn between horns,
A halo, a sword, and a crown made of thorns,
I tried them all on and solemnly swore,
That the crown made of thorns just had to be worn. --- Capeesh
This is not a actual freestyle, but rather a form of hip hop called Spoken Word, it focuses on the lyrics, just something little different
capeesh06 11 months ago