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    Final Exposition
    Final Exposition
    Final Exposition
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    Final Exposition

    By Khali Raymond

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    Yes. I am retiring from writing... indefinitely. I will still perform, but... I’ve done so much work with everything in my career, only to be overlooked, unfollowed/blocked, doubted, ridiculed, have my heart crushed and treated like a second option. No one truly understands how much all this takes its toll on you, you would only know if you done the work. Now for people saying “oh he’s just depressed and complaining,” that is not the case here. This work isn’t easy. Just because I make it look that way, it’s not. I’ve put too much pressure on myself to succeed and I am at my mental limit. Case in point, I’m burned the f*** out. I’m doing this for my own health. It’s only right I walk away from this for now because I need to rediscover who I am as an individual and get back in touch with myself. Only way I can do that is if I step away from everything. I was reluctant to doing this because writing has now become my identity and I’m nothing without that shit. I’m just a nobody when you take all my gifts away. It is what it is. Maybe in my absence people will realize how much you’ve really done to wake the masses. Thank you for everything. Maybe someday I could write books again.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKhali Raymond
    Release dateMar 1, 2020
    ISBN9780463089620
    Final Exposition
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    Khali Raymond

    Khali Raymond is an exceptional individual who had published a lot of work at a very young age. His serious and realistic writing style is just the icing on the cake when you’re indulging into him. Not only he’s into writing, but he has a muse for music and a whole lot of other things as well. Khali Raymond was born on December 22, 1998 in Newark, New Jersey. Ever since then, Khali has been working at refining his craft in the writing field.Learning how to read at the age of two, there were bright things ahead for this wise man. After going through a lot of life-changing experiences throughout his years, it’s inevitable that he’s doing this. As Khali writes book after book at a rapid rate, you can’t help but wonder how he does it. His continuous efforts to put out riveting and mind capturing work arouses a lot of people’s interest. People are curious as to what goes on in the head of this reclusive genius.Khali’s love for his city and community is extremely strong. That alone is a primary influence for his work. His continued humbleness and strong work ethic will carry him into places that the average person can dream of reaching. A lot of mystery shrouds this genius author, but Khali is more than genius. As he makes a vow to write until he dies, the good work will keep coming your way.When you do happen to read Khali’s work, the themes and vocabulary he uses is extremely strong and provocative. You will feel drawn into the power of his sword, and that sword is his pen. Be sure to follow Khali on all social media platforms you can find him on so you can see what he does next.

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      Final Exposition - Khali Raymond

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      Final Exposition

      Khali Raymond

      No part of this eBook may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. Suggestive and graphic material is presented in this book. Discretion is advised.

      Copyright ©2020-2022 savage writer publishing. All rights reserved.

      ISBN (eBook): 9780463089620

      Second Edition, 2022

      Shit they know now / watch yourself

      Tapped our potential, now they won’t stop us

      Worth dat’ indigoes like us have discovered,

      no limit as to what we could accomplish next

      I have a plan to take over and create a

      differing norm right from where I am sitting

      No one believes?

      Long as you do, then nothing can stop you

      I’m running thru’ the same storms you are powering thru’

      Will get to everything else in just a second,

      keep the patience

      Shit they know now

      They know we’ve opened our eye

      They know we could see the same shit

      they can, just that it’s been kept from us

      They know we’ve found a way to save ourselves

      They know we’ve decided to go our own routes

      instead of that bullshit our parents paved for us

      Shit quiet, but it’ll soon pick up

      Shit quiet, something is unfolding

      Whatever that may be, I know the past is now behind me

      Third-dimensional ways of living do not excite I

      Television, media, social status quoes

      Spit on it like I got a sore throat with phlegm built up

      We must continue to push, we must continue to enlighten

      Whatever work we’re walking is righteous

      Creative arts, the possibilities are limitless

      I ain’t bound to just one medium, from scribing to performance

      Wherever else I’m headed, looking forward to the ride cuz’ I know

      dat’ I’m soon to do shit with these books that is beyond both my

      age demographic and tax bracket

      So if ya’ still crappin’ on me cuz’ I’m younger than you

      Clean yourself up because you smell like a sewer

      You smell worse than I do after I’m done running laps at the waterfront

      They know we know our presence is valuable

      Shall not allow anyone to waste our time anymore,

      prioritize over all the bullshit weighing us down

      Light in our movements

      Light in our movements

      Light in our movements

      Can’t no one stop us

      They know we know we’re the greatest

      Oh yes we are back

      Hey

      These past couple of weeks have been dire on me

      Made some money and I lost it

      Made even more money and I lost it again

      Depressed but humbled at the same time

      Frustrated but motivated at the same time

      Bashful but braggadocious at the same time

      Hey

      Social media has had its ups and downs lately

      People follow to unfollow

      Those who ain’t following follow me the most

      Those who don’t like or comment be the

      ones paying the most attention

      Don’t care who’s watching or who isn’t, the

      advent of savage writer is inevitable

      So if you’re thinking you could stop me from

      ascending, you better get that out of your head

      Don’t care who’s watching or who isn’t,

      that won’t halt my process

      You cannot stop a legend

      I was meant for this

      I was meant for this

      I was meant for this

      You cannot stop a legend

      Try it if you’d like, that’s gonna affect

      u more than it will me

      Keep that in the back of your

      brain the next time you

      decide to criticize someone important as I

      Raymond Quixote

      Trickeries an infinite being like me must

      stand off against from a day-to-day basis

      Oppression through social justice,

      an ecosystem filled with cynicism

      I heard they called it the internet

      Obey, consume, submit

      This advertising is getting way out of hand

      People who you thought had respect for you

      had their minds hacked by the gatekeepers of this superficial ass matrix

      Minute you find somethin’ that works for you, Agent Smiths follow

      Tellin’ u’ this won’t work, that won’t work

      Shut the fuck up

      All of you

      Removing you from social media because

      your power moves got them intimidated

      Excluding you from gatherings because

      it’s your presence alone which makes them feel small

      Not giving you opportunities you need to level up because

      they know you’ll outshine everything around you

      That is all right, regardless of what these apprehensive clones are up to

      It will not throw me off my path

      I will say that again

      It will not throw me off my path,

      the eternal master is beyond savage now

      The rules of this simulation I know

      how to bend to my advantage

      Khali is no moron, call me retarded again

      Go ahead

      I dare you

      Universe will make you regret that shit,

      universe will make you regret that shit

      This skill I got in the arts trumps existence itself,

      I’m a god reincarnated

      Not mean, not rude

      Not heartless, not emotionless

      Just have no more tolerance for bullshit

      Keep it away from me, don’t make me bust

      out the raps and start embarrassing you

      Episode 142

      A hundred and forty-two books,

      insane I’ve accomplished that

      October 26 not even here yet

      and this is what I’ve done

      I wonder what those classmates

      who used to doubt me gotta say

      now that I’ve become so prolific

      Fuck them niggers anyway,

      I proved those doofuses wrong

      They said I couldn’t do it,

      so I did it while all that was going on

      I haven’t had success this potent before

      Not only have I become prolific, but I am on

      stages ripping microphones and blowing speakers

      Crowd is wild once I go from spitting poetry to kicking freestyles,

      I can do it all

      Studio?

      Yeah, I will be in there soon

      Looking into acting, just might catch me in a coupla’ movies

      A hundred and forty-two books, name one writer

      out there who could top that

      And I’m only twenty years old?

      Gotta be kidding, imagine how shit would be once I hit thirty

      However, I been on this grind for my entire life

      Picked up a book for the first time when I was two years old, since then

      It’s been nothing but honing this technique

      At fifteen, my first book is published

      Self-published

      Tho’ I handwrote 288 pages originally, singlehandedly

      One project came after another and

      I’ve ended up where I am at today

      Thank you for not believing in me

      because that only pushed me further

      Episode 142

      Shall continue in the future…

      Spitting facts

      Throw me a beat

      I said throw me a got damned beat!

      Got some shit I’m tryna’ talk

      Life has straightened itself out, I see the staircase more clearly now

      Typhoons I powered thru’ made me fluent with my delivery

      whenever I am jotting in the pad dat’ I kept around for weeks

      Stretching my hands for the 150 mark,

      I’ll be done reached two hundred once I return in 2023

      Or not, no promises but Savage is unpredictable

      Poems I’m spitting got me popular in the Brick City

      Was only yesterday when no one knew who the heck I was

      Was only yesterday when I was roasted for taking up

      a profession that isn’t traditional, according to society

      Feeling superhuman, retained control of my subconscious mind

      100% brain usage

      Cannabis isn’t required

      Do I fear success?

      In a way, yes

      Though I will not allow that to prevent me from going after what I want

      Ain’t no way, I use that feelin’ in my stomach to propel myself even further

      Despite my grim past, I ain’t lettin’ that decide

      what my future will become

      I ain’t bound by that

      Despite what I was told by administrators and peers in those days

      I entered adulthood n’ trailed with flying colors

      The game changed once I concluded my hundredth book

      It’s levels to this, which one are you aiming for?

      I wanna go places no other artist in history has been before

      Time-travel?

      Nah, that’s not real

      And I will not stop working until it becomes my reality

      Say what you will, your opinions are ineffective to me

      I get wonderful sleep at night, thank you for asking

      I don’t need anyone / ya’ll need me now

      Funny how those same people who

      pushed me away when I needed them the most

      Are now in the same seat I had to be confined to

      Now ya’ll need me

      Now ya’ll desire me

      This is where the story twists and turns, you see

      I don’t need ya’ll

      I don’t desire ya’ll

      You told me I wasn’t enough to fit your standards

      Upon hearing that, I nodded my head

      In the back of my mind I was tellin’ myself that you motherfuckers

      would regret treating me like I was second

      Picked the pen back up, refined what I lacked

      Got back into the gym, trained like I was

      about to fight for the world boxing championship

      Ran two miles a day

      Got back to the grind, networking and taking

      these checks to invest in myself with

      What do you know, my work paid off substantially

      Now ya’ll need me

      Now ya’ll desire me

      It’s a little bit too late for testimonies,

      wouldn’t you think?

      My old crushes feelin’ depressed cuz’ I’m

      the one who has now rejected them

      You had your turn, now it’s mine

      And it’s finna’ last now, next, and forever

      I don’t want your pussy, I’m too busy under the

      spotlight shining like the star dat’ I was born to become

      Growth will never stagnate, watching my

      mirror prosper with their

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