In the rhythm of life, we find our voice in every strife.
Unleashing thoughts in poetic forms, our words weather storms.
Flow so smooth, lyrics so raw. Turning pain into poetry, I break the law.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Spitting bars and dropping beats, the rhythm of the streets.
Spitting fire with these rap lyrics, setting the stage ablaze. 🔥🎤
They say I'm not a real rapper until I've dropped a mixtape on SoundCloud.
In the studio, turning thoughts into beats, crafting my story through every rhyme.
From the streets to the studio, we hustle and flow.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
In a world full of mumble rap, be a lyrical genius.
In the world of beats and rhymes, where every line chimes.
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
I've mastered the art of lip-syncing rap battles in the shower.
Words like weapons, dropping truth with every session.
Spitting fire with these rap lyrics, my words are the rhythm of my soul.