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I finally finished my rap "Last Days" but I got some bad news. Almost all of the profane language is gone because I have a concert in Augusta later on but everyone there isn't supposed to be hearing the language used in this. So here is the edited, perfected-ed, and final...ed...Version of "Last Days"

I rep America’s nightmare
Red, Gold, Green and don’t really care
Wanna enter my mind? I’ll take you there.
I’ma speak my mind. I do it every poem.
Want me to show em?
Lend me ya minds so I can blow em.
I’ll show you deep situations, like the book of Revelations
But only ‘cause ‘Aziz and materials have no relations
Duration periods of my rhymes are infinite
Or at least for 3 minutes and 31 seconds kid
Ya delicate
People say I’m craven
‘Cause I don’t bust gages
I smash faces
There’s no safe haven
From me when I’m muscle laden.
It’s basic
Cut the bull crap yall! Ain’t no debatinin’!
Quoth the Raven
Nevermore, will my people be shriveled up like a raisin
Like obstructing lies clouding your analytical
I’m 15 and have Bobby Seale’s political
Aiyo, that’s critical.
Rewind that and crank the volume so I know it’s hearable
That’s lyrical, to the fullest extent of the pinnacle.
[end first verse]
Aiyo, here’s an Aziz automaton
It’s Ramadan
Babylon
Try to keep me from the Father and his Son.
The armor on?
Okay, grab a sword and let’s get sick wit it
No stoppin’, we quick wit it.
Know how to shift wit it.
Let’s get dis spliff litted
Aiy man now, quick. Hit it.
Now load it
c**k it
Point it
Ha!
You heard dem quick lyrics?!
A brick and a half
When I laughed
Cause it’s that devilish
I keep sin in my voice so you hear the malevolence
Evidence, is not found of my irrelevance
I may be benevolent but I always keep my impure sediments
We all ready for deez wars
We all want more
These the last days
GET YOURS!
32 shots
From these crooked cops
They startle the block
We want it to stop
But it seems like it’s not.
Livin’ life wit one fist in the air
‘Cause we don’t care
We gonna get there
Despite the affair
Oh heck yeah.
‘Cause we buildin’ up our own
Whether bald headed or locked
In beds or cots
Progress or we rot
The air gets hot
Livin’ life wit one fist in the air
‘Cause we don’t care we gonna get there
Despite the affair
Oh heck yeah.
Takin’ a cop’s life?
I might as well.
‘Cause he only wants me as a slave in jail.
And that’s where I’m goin’ ‘cause a rebel’s inside of me.
He makes me ride for my own nationality.
My people ignorant
Ashamed of their pig-a-ment
But yo’ I’m stickin’ wit em most definite
I’ll have teach them because ignorance ain’t innocence
And my people ain’t so meticulous
I frivolously win hearts like Nesta,
Robert Marley. My idol. The besta.
I dedicate this to him from my chesta.
‘Cause he inspired me to inspire the resta.
And if this rap don’t recruit no lions
I’ma get involved with political science
Teachin’ ALL the people on the E-A-R-F
Our freedom and wealth
Is more than car theft
So rise up rise up rise up rise up rise up
Rise and take your stance again.
You see the fighter that runna away
Lives to fight another day.
So here we go. We startin’ the movement over again
And you we know, we need the wisdom of those in the pen
Livin’ life wit one fist in the air
‘Cause we don’t care we gonna get there
Despite the affair
Oh heck yeah.
It’s A-Z-I-Z
Takin’ our blackness back.
Back up before you feel the power of my rebel strike-back
That’s life wit one fist in the air
‘Cause we don’t care we gonna get there
Despite the affair
Oh heck yeah.
Livin’ life wit one fist in the air
‘Cause we don’t care we gonna get there
Despite the affair
Oh heck yeah.
We never give into tricks
Because we smarter than this
It’s A-Z-I-Z
And I’m beginning it.