What If...

What If...

What if I stopped writing poetry...

What if people never got inspired by what they read...

What if my poems were just rhymes?...

Filled with violence, money and dymes...

Would you still call it a poem??...

what if I never heard a hip hop song?...

What if I never heard Biggie or pac growin up?...

Would I be the same as I am now or just a fuck up?

Would I be walking around disrespecting females?...

Be a drughead busy being focused on a road to fail...

Would crime be a part of my life?..

Would living paycheck to paycheck and 60 hour weeks suffice?...

I dont even want to think twice, Hip Hop saved my life...

No lie, she kept me alive, HIP HOP SAVED MY LIFE...

I carry her essence in my heart, she keeps me away from the dark...

No.. no she never died, she's just hiding, playin it smart...

While her son RAP breeds names that steal her identity...

No she's not dead, she's very well alive within you and me...

She fought for me when I was a kid, so I fight for her...

While she's hiding, I am part of an army fighting for a cure...

Fighting so she's still alive tomorrow without a need to hide...

Hip Hop... saved my life... so now I fight for her to be alive...

Shout out to artists who fight for Hip Hop!!

Shout out to Lupe Fiasco, Bishop G, Nas, Common, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Affion Crockett, John O., propaYne, Turbo, Wale, Outkast, Kanye West, K1ngEljay, June, Cali Prince, Tony Gibbs, EVERYONE AT ETA IOTA RHO (world's first hip hop fraternity) and EVERYONE ELSE I FORGOT TO MENTION!!! Hip Hop is very well alive, she's just struggling and we need to continue to fight for her everyday!!

~Rhymestyle~