SPITTING IN THE BOOTH - WRITTEN -THE HOST ANXIETY

I'm a wordsmith, weaving words like samurai My rhymes are razor-sharp leaving the haters in fear My flow's a fusion state of fire and finesse And a shit load of gear Leaving the competition in a state of fear and My mind's a maze of metaphors I’m a Mighty musician My pen's like a sword, slicing through the Competition With the noise and confusion This is my movement I’m boozing And cruising I'm a master of my craft, a maestro of the game This is my art My rhymes are a reflection of my soul, And a work of art, While I’m making music And I’m Smoking on a dart In the depths of darkness, where shadows roam A light flickers within, a beacon to call home The streets taught me lessons, of survival and strife But my mind's a canvas, where vivid dreams come to life I rose from the ashes, like a phoenix born From fire My rhymes are the testimonies, of a soul that's been torn To aspire From the trenches of struggle, to the pinnacle of greatness My story's a testament, to the power of the greatest : "I'm on the mic, my flow's so tight Got the game on lock, day and night My rhymes are fire, they're burning bright Leaving the haters in the dark, without a light I'm chasing dreams, I'm making moves Got my eyes on the top, I won't lose My passion's pure, my heart is true I'm gonna make it happen, that's what I'm gonna do" I'm a master of words, a magician with rhymes Weaving tales of triumph, from the threads of my crimes My mind's a maze of metaphors, a labyrinth of flair My flow's a fusion of fire, and a hint of vulnerability there I rose from the ruins, of a world that was broken My voice is the vengeance, of a soul that was spoken I speak for the silenced, the marginalized and worn My words are the weapons, that shatter the chains that bind and scorn I'm a warrior of wisdom, a sage with a mic in hand My mission is to inspire, to uplift and expand The world may be broken, but our spirits remain unbroken We're the architects of our fate, the masters of our own destiny spoken I'm the king of the underground, the one you all fear My rhymes are like a sword, they'll leave you in tears I'm the voice of the streets, the one who speaks truth My flow's like a firehose, it'll leave you youth I've been through the struggles, the highs and the lows But I never gave up, I always kept my nose To the grind, I hustled hard, I made my own way Now I'm standing tall, with nothing to say My rhymes are my weapon, my words are my might I'll take down the haters, with a single sight I'm the master of my fate, the captain of my soul My rap's are my legacy, they'll make me whole" !