Restoring Poetry in Music (RPM) - Poetron

[Verse1] Travel the world alone Sound came in over throne Beats lend me just a vocal tone Ill take you to a spot unknown Life is wild and I am a product I've been spacing since I got up On the moon and chose to light up Every spot and fuck your sight up Its ali zabu writeup hardcore cats they want to fight us I come back like writers try us I move magic? but they like us Boy to the man not exposed to pimp They cause sounds exposed to synth Watch where music take me lately Act like my world make me crazy Baby's carry your loss, maybe What makes one man not be, lazy Just cause you crossed line Doesn't mean you finished nothing here We make music in the flesh Just like a wack ass rappers, glare? So back to the core bust to a tour Say something again I've never said before One big world but different size And were the ones who taught your life And music is what gives the right to be yourself Now choke on high! [Chorus x2] Pace yourself son (move) At your rhythm (smooth) Push that limit, f that gimmick wait one minute (cool) Swindle hold on (fall) Through the ocean (lost) Do what no ones done to grow, its poetron (halls?) (Verse2) Back to the world above (huh) Found by the grave you dug Life gets simply so hard all these problems That I disregard Back when I was young and far From understanding any part I could have made a different mark Instead I lost all swift of heart When I fell through the line of rhyme Sorta like the rock that hikers climb MC's swear theres papers place no wager All through life hip hop my major Culture embracer but the culture sparks Brand new creators We make them slide until they recognize That theres no place safer Make points like lasers Give them a billion of the saw?? Fuck with your mind at night And you have dwell on this till the day is gone Poetry now is poetron, gonna make it hot Till the cold is gone Like my house when the stove is on Yo we gonna rock this on and on Yo we brought you in a session Where most rappers will not dwell Art that's imitating life but Making average assholes, bail [Chorus x2] Pace yourself son (move) At your rhythm (smooth) Push that limit, f that gimmick wait one minute (cool) Swindle hold on (fall) Through the ocean (lost) Do what no ones done to grow, its poetron (halls?) (Its Poetron x3)