"Ringing The Bell"

No chorus just bars from start to finish. Nothing too serious. This is what hop-hop considers a legitimate freestyle. What we perceive as freestyling now and days used to be literally called "Off The Dome" while what was once called "FreeStyle" was writing lyrics to a beat with no particular message, just the point to show off one's lyrical expertise and ability to rip up the mic with pure bars.

*******nothing but bars start to finish
I'm reachin out towards outer space
keep my spirits elevated,
focused gaze, never turn away,
from them better days,
I can take, every twist and turn in this
endless maze as a mere phase,
showing little change,
Never could it break
my resolve, evolved, along with all,
thats wrong, making my songs,
alone, at home, the dawn, is shown,
I'm on, the road, most cold,
I'm growing old, more bold,
I suppose, I will blow, up
when I know, what I want
In full control, of my zone
Born to be beaten and broken,
becoming bad to the bone
Brought Intellectual brawn
Set in stone, on my phone
Long been Gone off the dome
Predisposed, as a lone
Freedom fighter whos prone
To unload untold loads
of stowed literary gold
Thats composed a complex
whole of my soul
Taking more blows til it shows
I am so rittled with holes
Momentum, gets, exhausted
Ambitious moments erode
Appear, much like a cage
Of which I chose to keep closed
Whats the point when I complain
Achieving nothing at all
It's like building airplanes
Not to fly, but to fall
I look alive keeping strong
Always nausous I know
Don't sheepishly be decieved
by what you initially saw
dont need a hook for this song
I'm merely messing around
Exert energy deemed for what I see
Down Undeneath clouds
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