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Again

I'll be back again.

By Matt B.Published 2 years ago 2 min read

TW:... Offensive language!

Now, let's see if you can find this rap's tempo.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

***

This is it, I’m done with

To feel it; to kill him

For everything he’s done to me

‘N’ when you read it, you feel it

Or the same thing’s gonna happen you’ll see

Again and again, the dog’s in the cage

And the motherfucker owner gives a shit

This underdog has fists, you’ll know them the first

No friend at the frame, fill it with rage— then

To feel it; to kill him

For everything he’s done to me

*

Tell me how it felt— then, from a top-looking cop gaze

But you’ll remember the day that you hear of my name

In the streets, everywhere, say the voices in your head

All my name, All my name,

They be shouting “It’s me!” they’ll be saying again.

What? What? You didn’t really expect

For me to come back from the edge?

Wanted me so hard to fall, but lemme tell

*

Fight, this a song of revenge

And fight, this a-knocking your verge

Sigh, Let me see your disgrace

It’s fine, It will happen again

*

And again I’ll be shredding

Oh, Like fire spreading

All your monsters beheading

Leaving you alone in your swamp

The plot be to form when I show up my pomp

I’ll just let things be, this has to be it

Cause I really am done with

To kill him; to feel it

Fleeing venom within

For everything he’s done to me

*

Yeah, right behind you

(Round the corner he’ll find)

Just to pay all your signed dues

(I’m nightmare in his mind)

You will hide, I’ll pursue

‘Cause when we try to explain

This a-throbbing piece of hate

No one gets it, No one else

Will never ever know pain

Bornt after being a slave

Say I’m crazy, I’m not

Shut up, I’m brave

Wanted me to fall? But lemme tell

*

Fight, this a song of revenge

And fight, this a-knocking your verge

Sigh, Let me see your disgrace

It’s fine, It will happen again

Again and again

I’ll be back again.

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About the Creator

Matt B.

Matias Bohorquez C.

He/Him

Life demands creation.

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