Complete Chapter 1 of Farz rap diary



             Farz _ My thoughts (chapter one)

Am actually new to the game, a world that will never be the same. Everyday I wake up like I have the best name, I ask myself will I ever have that fame.I see them on tv every time but are we not Not the same.Some times I just feel some shame that at 18 I haven't made much its like am lame.My mind am I to blame, am just going to stand firm believe in having the success flame.I started my rap diary during august 2015, I was young and still a teen.But I knew what is right and what is a sin. Am I weird,or just a crazy human being.When I say am talking to ice cubes I know what I mean.This diary does not contain bullies who are so mean.Its just me and my world as you have seen.Although I got dope friends some faking while some are so keen.No names, but katsha we have been so close like we are stuck inside the same dustbin.I was a smartkid in school and the girls thought I was so cool.But some times I just have to be but they may think am a fool.I wasn't serious in school and I never followed the school schedule.I claimed a bit of big boy by putting on designer shoe.Then we used different slangs like gerrara here shoo! Dating was like fun, everyone had to have a boo! I read a lot of enid blyton books, the duckling and the coo but I never believed in fairies like little fairy tinkerbell. But do you guys believe the fallen angel? Those mystic novels that you read and you cant tell. The next scene is you see dracula with an evil grin and vampire smell. He would say farz you are now in hell. Actually its a dream, listen its the school bell. I hated school and I moved slow like a snail with a broken shell. Hilarious, the devil has a pet name," lucifer" and a wife a she devil diva. Its funny but am a damn believer.
Dont you think I have a girlfriend, a girl that I can love to the end. For her my bank account go red. I know shes in love with me but not my spend.
Long story,when I was small. I had little ball we took it to the sands we play with rubber bands she looked me in the eye. She wants to say hi, I love you but we were so small we dont do*. Her name was just nice malaz, I knew her before I knew music and jazz. Our love is not swimming in cars. She is no freak she is not duping farz.
Lets call the kettle black and stop the life reality hack . Its everyday I watch the sun rise and go back. You see me move in broken mirrors with tears in a sack. Its not me crying its those who lack. I am just trying to aid those falling through the dark.
Yh, have you seen broken hearts crack. Thats is just the beginning of the end start journey track.
I got lovers not lovers,I got katsha not catcher. Bosses can be personal but west bossman is original.Am I speaking abstract. I aint need to blow spliff all night just to freestyle Or fight like them. Yo am from the street but now on rhythm fm.Rapping is just like singing the national anthem.
Its like I have been standing since the classics. But I think hustling is my basics. Money works for me I dont work for money. I am independent from the devils and moving to higher levels.
She is my killer and am her grave. Together we rot our love just craves.
Kisses for the braves. Romance in the night hotter than waves.
We are actully knights at the vanguard. We are slicing through the enemies like a whore bastards. Am better than valyrian steel. They can be fiction but am real. You can be the best and know how it feel. Getting lost hearts needs a man of love skill.
These mythical lines just came. I wasnt thinking much like I have no aim.
Hey guys,have you seen my blog. I dont have much things about wood or logs.
I even thought of writing about dogs.
My diary this is chapter one. Anyone who believes in himself has won.

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