The Only Thing That I Think… (Freestyle Rhyme…)


The only thing that I think is wrong wid me,
I ain’t got nobody who believe,
who can see ryt through me,
I look up the sky and the stars are falling down,
am standin over here,
you people look like a clown,
for all you b***hes present over here,
I got Only one thing to say,
That one day, you all gonna leave the earth,
and I’ma stay,
‘Coz my body is made outta stones,
you people are made outta Fcukin clay,
so you all have to believe what I say,
that one day,
You all gonna leave the earth,
and I’ma stay…. 🙂

By: Chandan Mishra

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9 thoughts on “The Only Thing That I Think… (Freestyle Rhyme…)

  1. Honestly if I say, this poem is really good for some rap song ’cause of the words that you have used. 🙂

  2. I like how you write…you should check out Tupac’s book- Rose that grew from concrete. Tha’s what came to my mind when I was reading this. Very well done!

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