What I love about rap is that it is an expression of the heart pouring itself out in intricately woven words while the instruments climax to match the emotions, grasping the attention of the people, creating a moment of coexistence of mind, shouting, "hell no!" to the empty mind that whispers, "there is no meaning."
Yet, one could speak for all the soul, but if God is not at the center, the darkness will surely engulf what faint glimmer of light that once sparkled.
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