a few short verse

[nas-tee]

feedback appreciated:

the problem and the solution/
like the industrial revolution/
brought increased pollution/
freedom riots caused wide spread lootin/
like pj police on the beat, im always shootin/
but i fire of at the mouth/
trying to reach the point where they rock
my **** from they car to the house/
leave mc's quiet as a mouse then im out/


i came like a vision of christ in the dead of the night/
stood in the dark illuminated from the rear by head lights/
as i approached i destroyed his hope n delight/
the truth of my words made his sight blurred/
like his drink had beenspiked/
in his head he new this was the night/
but it was only a dream that i entered with intentions to fright/
approached n spoke said it would be real next time/
if he ever again picked up the mic to rhyme/
woke up in a sweat felt his face to check/
it was only a dream, felt so real, he new what to do next/
walked to where he dress picked up his rhyme book for one last look/
thought to himself this is it ripped his verses to li ittle bits/