A Short Poem Written By AlexSix
Tha MC
-----"Poison Pen"-----

In the realm of figurative scholars
I sold my alphabets
Traded imprints and hieroglphs,
just to raise dollars
I wrote for the priests
The Presidents and Artists
But i'm unknown, because i hide
Under their Skins
I was paid Cheddars to make
myself invincible in Screens.
But whats a K.I.N.G without a
Crown?
Deep rhetorical evading the smiles
with a frown
The money changes my whole
being
Exaggerate my mind & soul like
codeine.
Enough!!!
I need release, i got no title to my
name
No oscars, no Laurels, no Nobels,
no Credits
I'm slowly ridding psycho-insane.
With the pen i write to inspire
But i got a poison pen
So if you cuss, i might fire
Blood for ink, broke my syllables
in path
I got sadness, I got Joy
I build, I Destroy
I got a poison pen; I'm paranoid
Those i wrote for; gave me
royalties but made me a Ghost-
Writter
Robbed me off my Gold; I feel
annoyed
But i got a Poison-Pen; I might
sting and make me a Ghost-Killa.
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