Rhym3 Book-1

I can see the hate in their eyes like Satan's alive
I'm the truth but they mistake it for lies,so I'm breaking the ties
Jumping on tracks,stating what's wise,I'm feeling god that's why
I'm fly and placed in the skies,Mighty high witouth blazing the lye
How amazing am I,That emo women pay for a taste of the tears that I cry
And these haters pray every year that I die,But revelations appear and make it Clear in my life,
So I laugh at those who think they got the power
f**ck your studio and collab I rather pay an hour
You're mad cause your raps are played and sour
So f**ck an image I don't mirror cowards,Now a days I'm proned to do my own thing
And grown into a lone king you can say I'm throned in? Logic!

okk.sounds like good shit here....rhyme schemes waas decent and flowed good.enjoed reading this nice bita imagery...keep postin