The Orb #1 Poem by Aziz Akrish

[Verse 1]
I spit things clearly and clean, atrocities I seen, hate them with my heart, maybe through this I will meet my twin teen, a brother I never had in this scene, its the only thing I got, its in my genes, it gives me high amounts of energy, its my caffeine, if you don't like what I do, maybe because I don't rap like someone who's fifteen, you cannot win because I already foreseen, my victory, this rhythm was given to me by a colleen, this music is a vaccine, it will help you drift away from life, winning against me is like playing a slot machine, or let me apologize you will never win against me, so just continue you the normal routine, I am one of a kind, the man you'll never find, tho I have lost my feelings because I was so blind, I wish I can rewind, I never talk to you but bear in mind, that I did not plan all this it was fate I couldn't decline, but I am bind, to get over you and grind, let me tell you what I have designed.

[Verse 2]
Now I've got one decision, and I've got one vision, its to conquer this rap with precision, so lets all envision, we sing together just for our enemies excision, now all these mofos are hatin, just because I'm rappin at them while roller skatin, but in truth my life is like a locked tome, never found a place I can call my home, and I see these lies just pass me by, I submitted to them never asked why, I guess it was because I had to comply, take it to the point of view of my eye, would you ever like to feel my pain even though its so high, just let me know why, why, why, so many questions but there is no answer to these lies, but I will never let them go by, from now on I will never comply, so come and grip my hand together we can reach the sky, but we wont even know the answers even if we spy, its just I am inclined to defy these lies, but finding the truth is what I shall find.

[Verse 3]
Music is like magic, they can talk to you and relate to your tragic, sensitive and fragile, people, get a grip of yourself, you can reach the sky even if its in the highest shelf, even though they want to crucify you, and want to destroy you, make you lose your mind too, do not give up, because no matter how many fish in the sea, you're the only one that's not lost in the debris, then you're going to the grand prix, and win them no gems in the rubies, I have many duties, to fulfill, the bills, to pay but all in good will, because I am not scared, as my victory has been declared, I am visually impaired, but do not be afraid, because I am... really... not... scared...