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Forsaken, b*****d Son of the Father
Heres a little beat
Just cause i felt it.
I realize I'm writing
only cause you helped it.
Now I'm thinking
Bout the way i spelt it,
Or the way the rhyme
Envelopes it.
Relevant?
This hell I'm in;
Questioning thoughts of sin?
Where do i begin?
By turning over a body,
That I'm just a vessel in?
But the truth comes
In the letters of a master
The lowly son; A b*****d
Looking out in front of the croud,
******** was murdered!
But he never knelt down...
Looked them all in the eyes
Took them face value
Sized up every man
"How can you?
I bowed to you!
There is nothing
That i did do!"
He screamed;
"Why am i forsaken?"
As the metal
Ripped through his skin!
As they stole the crown,
Of the royalties kin.
- by TheLastOfUs |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/24/2013 |
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- Title: Jesus Christ; Im rapping.
- Artist: TheLastOfUs
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Description:
A not so traditional poem about my personal savior. I can take with a grain of salt that not all believe, however, read; and one might find meaning behind who he is and was...
This particular piece is about the crucifixion. - Date: 02/24/2013
- Tags: jesus christ
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