This is how you rep
Lyrics: what you gonna hear today was created
by a mind that is free, of my negativity
that all the time used to be
on rewind and repeat,
but now its, time for the peace,
and only way i know to show the world,
is to rhyme on these beats
so put your hands up for the man with the plan,
that began in the land of evergreens and golden trees,
silos and barns and farmers that stay cozy
in carharts or keep in coats of fleece,
meanwhile i'm hoping to see
my car start in the mean low degrees
so i can defeat the negatives with the smoke floatin free
while drive by vines for ice wine that reside beside our frost broken streets
and i pass by rednecks whos cig smoking reeks
and young hippies hitch hiking, in old brokin sneaks
who get picked up, in and old timers pick up
with the license plate proclaiming green mountain state
but, wait, can you provide a pause for me
because honestly i'd like to beg your pardon please,
because though its hard to see theres a part of me
that believes that i don't ardantly
express that the heart of me,
is devoted whole heartiliy
to the harmony we harbor here in vermont you see,
where the autumn leaves potholes
and monstrous heaves, in the roads,
and upon the trees theres no leaves, in the cold,
all we see is ice crystals
on the weeds when we roll
so we retreat to the heat of the hearths coals
and reheat some hearty soup on the stove
not something to smooth,
i like stew and a microbrew to sooth my soul,
its warms me right through, after hiking through the snow,
and by the window, i watch it swirl as the wind blows
this ice world is so beautiful, but slowly,
the grey days are wearing on our psychies,
and its true yo, i got no steez,
cus i don't want to wear my nicest pair of nikes,
cus beside the street the sidewalks are icy
or melted into slush, and even if i treaded lightly,
it wouldn't help to keep them plush,
so some kicks to beat up,
through mud season and the sleets enough,
at least until the temperture starts heating up,
and the spring breeze seems to keep us up,
speaks to us tells us to put the reefer up,
into flame, and make the speakers bust,
in the rain, creating deeper ruts
in my lane, our cars keep the rust,
down dirt roads meeting up
with my gang, bout to raise the beakers up
for my state, the place of my permanent stay
the super 8, 0 and don't for get the 2
me and pensive my dude,
each of us been filmed still
they ain't believing us, but its true,
we vermonsters
come and eat with us,
and see it through
you know you cant compete with us
so join the crew we won't complete by dusk,
not that soon we'll be heating up
on into the nights on our mics just to keep you up,
so come on my people just,
put up your weed and cups,
and give it up for for the state
that i've been speaking of
that i love, so i came here
so you could see from above
the sun set over this land
thats so unique to us,
and now that my speech is up,
I'm one step closer to making loki
a name my people trust,
Dope Verse Fam!!! Real Talk
Ea
thamagicsho2003 3 months ago 2
@thamagicsho2003 Thanks Prince, means a lot coming from you. Make Smart Cool is a powerful movement, I too hope to make a change in my own way.
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