Accent

I elevate my essence, every word's a lesson, With a cadence that's infectious, got the crowd confessin', I’m flexin' on the beat, every step a progression, In the rhythm of the streets, feel the pulse, it’s a blessing. Got my accent on the mic, it’s a vibe that’s magnetic, Words spin like a cyclone, energy, kinetic, Liftin' spirits high, no need for anesthetic, In this life’s marathon, I’m runnin' like a credit. Paint a picture vivid, colors bright and eclectic, With a vision that’s prophetic, dreams feelin' synthetic, I’m breakin' through the limits, never been apathetic, Chasin' after greatness, that’s the only aesthetic. Every moment’s golden, like the sun when it’s settin', I’m risin' with the tide, like the waves, I’m a veteran, In the heart of the struggle, find the strength in the reckon, With an accent of hope, let the world hear the beckon. or