Rappers lie and they live from this...
All I see Its Glitz and Glamour sold in Bold
As they say all that glitters is Gold.
Lavish, Fancy and Bling,
Really how much does one have to bring.
Rappers lie and they breed within this...
All we see is pride, envy and lust,
Their folked tongues spit love, life and trust,
Yet all we see is sex, guns and drugs.
What's real, always grinding for the next gig,
Living high hyped-up grinding for the best deal
Surely the rap-game looks like something to eat.
Rappers lie and they feed from this...
Turning everything into a beef...they claim a prize,
For more they'll rather their souls for a sacrifice.
Yes they'll spit a truth sometimes...
But just like politicians,
accidentally on purpose they proclaim things.
Rappers lie and they bite with ease!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem