A rap


One pop two pop three pop

That’s the rap and it wont stop

Climbing till I get to the top

Get in my way and you get bop

To these beats you wanna hop

Ra after rap is what I drop

So fresh cream of the crop

Rap about anything and in pieces I dissect and chop

Writes words that don’t make sense

Lines that don’t sound the best

I make it sound good regardless

You mad and hate you just jealous

Have a heart don’t be heartless

Just dance grind and bump

Get over any obstacle

No matter how big the hump

1000 ft I’m lifted watch be jump

so when you see me dropping raps

its called popping like that

I don’t battle

I straight up attack

0
Liked it
Comments (0)

Currently there are no comments related to "Pop". You have a special honor to be the first commenter. Thanks!

Leave a Comment

Hi there!

Hello! Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!

Find the Spot

Loading