Kate Tempest

seven years deep in the rhymes and beats,
and i’m still so far from finding peace
but everything i made is mine and mine to keep,
thats why i walk straight faced through the winding streets.
yes - i eat the bread of rhythm. yes - i drink the milk of rhyme,
coz instead of killing tyrants, now the rebels killing time,
kill the boredom - its all yours to have, take a portion… etc etc

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