Jesse Howard - Sincerely lyrics

Blessing time and describing my
Stature with rap
Can help me capture what I'm after
With freedom of speech speaking at will
Don't take it all literal damn
Seek it at will

It's freaky shit's not perpetual reality
Sneaky since I jot the
Text in full scrabbling
Clutching Hip Hop to express
Myself, what I'm around
From others view even the world
Rap legends teach me how

I'm speaking out on beats to
Drop complex blots, equinoxes
Speech to jot songs
Next plottin seeking thoughts
Keep the props it tests ya mind

As sporadic as a metronome
As sporadic as a metronome I flash my passion
Depths are shown Mics grasped
I rap it best when flowin
Spitting gasping seconds slowing

Track my path it's perplexed it's shown
With written raps
It's best I show 'em that pacing
It's like relationships "Not Proactiv enough"

Facing it's "Throwbacks" in a flush
Cold flashes in flux hot in volume
Displaced in switches like it's
Santa Rita but
Never fashioning cuffs to this music

I stay Universal like I'm
French, Japanese, African
European, Asian, American, Canadian
South American, australian shit
Any Continent they can get some

I state message Prints it's bold
I might break to stress it
If it's shown rate most methods thinking
Knowing this is life check it pics
Are shown like this a poem

Past rhymes and thesaurus I wrote
A trip down memory lane
Most spit rounds offending my brain they
Seem to depend to be same
Cool not me now I don't pack
A tool no not needed

Imagine life with no violence and
Peace and school through
Teachers with tools who educate
Bout crews feuds
Posses and thugs street knowledge
And corporation knowledge

With speakers I'm Booth
Couth scholastic history
Is redundant snoop profusely or lose
To it for every race and
Generation I'm corroding this mic

Generating positive energy
Paced and it's supposed to be nice like
Ice Cube saying nice things angrily
You can't hang with me tony Hawk

No label Can classify me but
I provoke to learn though
Never claim trend or style to
Suit reminders to boot
When my master thesis was
Aligned it's the rules
So foul action without mind isn't cool

This is a master thesis letter
To the rap game, part two