EVOLUTION OF WRAP-LIT

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[Intro]
Dis is Da Evolution
of
Rap-Lit
Lit Rap-Lit Style poetry
However U like 2 spell it
Have ur take on
How U like 2 use Dis
Dis is my mark on Dis music

[Climactic]
my name is Well,
Whatever U need it 2 B
I can write poetry in motion cant U C
I'm learnin as I precautionaly predict my next word Rate
I thought my shit was mashed 2-gether perfectly Well 4 ur own emotionally Charged Up attention 2 Wot I C
Blindingly soothing
U all
Indefinitely

[Harmonies]
Ohh, About 2 months went by N I'm tellin U I'm higher than Da Fuckin Sky
whatever is up Dat high
held up welded up
shut up Jim
what R U talkin about again
U dont No rapping, unless ur yappin
Because ur good at real reaction
So why dont U do us a favor N please savor Dis moment of quietness
aw shucks cheese u dont have 2 B so mean well then Jimmy
Stop being such a shifty, shitty mix of wot Da fuck R U even sayin in Dis mix
don worry bout all Dat
its my business just go back 2 tryin 2 think Ur Da beast Mode Pro-Gramed 2 B Un-conscious wit a unique
rhythm on Da Beat
Shush Jim
No No, Ur just like all Da Rest

[Hook]
In Dis instant Jimmy James grows His rap-lit poetry style in motion game from little Ant-mounds
2 leaps N bounds as even He starts 2 astound
those recognizable people
famous he cant say but definitely in Da game

[Layered Arrangement]
well we're gettin deep in2 Da weeds
before what it's worth I'm sprouting a new breed
of Dis Evolution of rap 2 Da lit
2 Da style of genuinely malfunctioning
relax I'll explain in detail where I'm goin wit Dis, U just have 2 wait until I hit my next mushroom Cloud
Ohh-K
So Dat didnt come out so good
let me try 2
Relate on a Remix 2 terminated
Da Old Me

[Instrumental]
Dah Dah Da d-dent Dunt dent
bum Chicka Bum

[Hook]
Here, Here I go
bout 2 grow
I'm bout 2 lay down Dis Reality-Rap-Lit,
Sick-Track
So sit, Way, Way.
Well U Should No
U can C Da full Evolution of My creativity
Regardless of Wot U think of me
Hit or miss
I will
Still swing 4 Da fuckin Fences

[Building Intensity]
So Dis is it
Da sum of all of my works under music Roof 1 Take
Da bells in Hell have Rung
neither I need 2 B led down Dis path of Shame or What I'd B constantly reframing 2 Claim
So like AC-DC
D's R My ABCS
Mixed in Wit ADHD

[Break]
Well 4 wot its worth
I'm tryin
N I'm not Relyin on anybodys help
I've been doin Dis all by myself
I was goin 2 put a couple metaphors on Dis last verse
But
Nah
Not 2-Day

[Climactic]
I decided
I would let Da music N rhythm do Da Expressions
if I had 2 define my style in a different way
I would distinctively say
a mix of doo-wop wit a touch of new 1's 2 a beach ball of old school classicals wit little dashes N splashes of Newance N a touch of my Love from Ghost Tracks
Rotated movies From way Back
like,Ohh
Dat Righteous Brother who stole Da show

[Outro]
I dont No where 2 go from here but I'm lookin towards Da universe N beyond
but 4 now I'm done
No puns No disrespect
I'm just a Human like U
Evolving slowly but still on Da up-scale of
Rap-Lit Poetry-In-Motion