The Art Of Rap

My heart channels the flow
My dome is mechanical
So tactical when I hone syllabic patterns
Matching high hats, kicks and the snare
My spirit floats on every track I compose
Like Casper the ghost my sick body stricken with malaria
My rhymes everywhere like God, CRIMINALly underrated spot it like Waldo
But it aint just obvious like COPS ya’ll, tryna find their whereabouts
I bend em like Beckham with balls, I just use syllables
Go off beat on purpose, but it’s in control, work of a pro
Precision is surgical, how I cut a beat open
Scoping intricate parts, throwing lyrical darts
As simple as Moses splitting the ocean apart
Most say “Jesus, wow and a miracle poet” , but haven’t seen my hands bleed scribbling
Elite emcees know every detail and critical component
What it takes being lyrical spitting flows there you go
Teaching’s over, when you showBOAT, can you keep AFLOAT huh?
Or your IMPERFECTIONS WASHED away, from today I’m emcee NOAH