Hip-Hop.
The rap name is Brennino. Been my internet name ever since I've had access to it. Started rapping in late 2003, so I'm really still learning the whole trade i.e. breath control, wordplay etc etc.
Several major shoutouts in my songs to my "rap crew" The Young Professionals.
Lyrics
Thoughts Of A Broken Man
This joint is all about letting my pen float
Over the notebook, like I glock, my pen I tote
Lettin my thoughts spill out over the microphone
Thought that I'd write this shit whilst I'm in my zone
My wandering, got my ass wondering
Where Christ is in all this crisis
I believe in sex on the first date
If so then there would be a lower divorce rate
Religion is the root of all debate, yet we are always told to keep the faith
After seein all this bullshit around us
It got my mind racin, goin in a rush
Everybody in the world is two-faced, not straight-laced, creepin around like snakes
People never forget shit, always concerned with settling old scores, always asking for more
We hate to admit it but we all act different behind the safety of closed doors
BREAK
Another subject that plays on my mind is that of racism
KKK? I got no place for 'em
I ain't down with a group that bases hate on color, runnin around, afraid of all the others
I ain't down with all that white supremey
We're still livin in a world without diplomacy
Next thought is that of homosexuals, dudes is lookin through the wrong beer spectacles
Now just cause I'm hatin, I'm no homophobe
But theres a reason why we are made with seperate chromosones
If you wanna talk about the shit involving poverty
Then dawg, take a look around society
We got enough money for war but we can't feed the poor, I am womanizer... hear me roar
None of us practice what we preach
Happiness is the one thing thats out of my reach
Will relationships work when everybody cheatin?
Going behind backs, other people they meetin
Will there ever be such a thing as a happy home?
We're always lookin for another chick to bone
Your choice of friends will sometimes match your choice of trends, always breakin up and then always makin amends
Friends are like your family, they keep you from the brink of insanity, they keep my monster will in me
They keep you in your place and even make mistakes, but they got what it takes
You can rely on them at the end of the day
This the thoughts of a young professional, fuck what you may say
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