"Rhymin' N Grimin'"

"Rhymin' N Grimin'"
 D Flex



I got more rhymes
Than thugs commit crimes
Making the New York Times
As each line flows like fine wine

Cause we gets down
And I ain't talking Chinatown
Kickin' it to confused frowns
Cause ya 'll clowns

That spin in a circle
Like Steve Urkel
Did I do that
Hell no I'm quick as a cat

Like Felix Potvin making a glove save
Drawing Don Cherry raves
So you best behave
Before you're left in a cave

Pitch dark souring the mood
Cause you were up to no good
Turn out the lights eastwood
Left for dead without food

"Hidden Dimension"

"Hidden Dimension"
by Derek Felix AKA D Flex

It never hurts
Unless there's fear
From the unknown

A hidden dimension
Some just won't try
For it doesn't agree
To their standard

Which explains so much
Of one vision one path
With no alternative

Just a brick wall
That lies ahead
Keeping east from west

Sunshine on one side
Rainstorms the other
Hiding blue skies

With purple haze covering
The chance of a lifetime
All you gotta do is reach out