Leave the tip outside the flow. No bashing, no insulting, just flow, and tell a story about anything, and give a tip to the person who flowed above you.

Minimum: 7 lines. Have it mean something, no maximum, and a line is a word, till the rhyming word, then the next sentence, until the rhyming word. It makes it easier to read that putting slashes.

Let me know what you think about this, whipped it up yesterday. And does anyone know where lyrics like this might be needed? Thanks.
Stone

The Path I chose was rather one I created,
In this story every roads related,
The toll left me emaciated, tried to make it,
Came up short, my critics bellies satiated.
So Bleep this car, these tires deflated,
An empty tank, wondering if this script is fated.
Could you stand elevated through this mind of revelations?
Feeling like your hearts split into different destinations,
Beating to a different cadence, empty cause this vessels vacant,
Hands to fists, I can’t shake it, wish to give an explanation,
Why this soul went rogue to the best of my guesstimations.

These walls hold me secluded, by nature I’ve eluded,
To look back on the past so tonight I sit the student,
Before I wouldn’t refute it, but this title sits disputed,
Destitute and unproven, this struggling heart diluted,
Watch me while I do it, lace this verse and prove it.
Toss it up and chew it, consider these words my fluid,
Try to substitute my sense of intuition, but you can’t stop this movement.
Cause every phrase runs fluent, no competition could stand congruent.
I lit this candle, but they were the ones who blew it,
By blocking a dream unlived, these roadblocks such a nuisance,
If you lost your faith, I hope this next stanza renews it,
Before they tear me down again, I’ll match these words with music.
Build this castle out of adjectives, careful don’t abuse it,
Power leads to respect, but also creates confusion.

I am the ghost, the one writing in the shadows,
The poet with the pen fighting writing block battles,
You can shake this hand, but this conscience never rattles.
Tested and confirmed by the souls of these assh$les,
So far gone now, might as well been swallowed by black holes,
Because they thought they could reach the tip of my flag pole,
But I’m a different breed, hard to please never on my knees,
I lacked a college degree, but no one ever took me off these feet,
My roots stretching through your minds, hard to resist a disease so sweet,
This natural resource of intellect that could never completely deplete,
I could fire literary salvos from my tongue faster than you can press delete.
An outcast with enough rhyming schemes to tie together any theme,
No matter the price of admission, I’ve reserved all of you seats,
So you can watch in disbelief as I finally produce the matching beat,
The one that pounds harder even after it hits repeat,
No fees for this demonstration, shock and awe serves as your receipt.

I dedicate this to nobody, because I’ve seen greed in the ugly,
Where they rely on others to make them their own money,
Hate me or Love me, now this bee quits making their honey,
Build my own comb to avoid something inhuman and unloving,
No pushing or shoving, or you’ll feel the sting and numbing,
I’ll walk through open flames when the rest of the worlds running,
Since patience is rewarded to the quick and the cunning,
So I open this box, let Pandora see me coming,
Because the worlds they fear are the same ones I’m hugging,
Pulling and lugging, I carry these fears because I own nothing,
A step from the past when every soul could muster something.

And now I realize there isn’t anything left here to prove,
I’ve been shunned with every single written submission,
Not what I had envisioned, I read every detail, $hit I even listened,
Bent myself backwards to complete this final mission.
Write these words to link with a melodious fission,
So just please listen, see this grey and close the distance.
If it’s something you can vision,
Then you be this engine and I’ll be the pistons,
Be the coin to every well you wished in.
But for everyone against me, you can be the bowl I pissed in,
Bodies will be missing, insistent on resisting,
Every offer they give, this future I’m predicting,
You won’t be a part of this glow I’m emitting,
Because you fu$ked me once, no need in fixing,
Past relationships I’m calling quits, matching wits,
Calling out the counterfeits, taking every benefit,
CallinTony Stark, we’re making new elements.

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