Chapter One

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(All lyrics are changed and edited for the making of Let River Reign)

Reign

"Shut Up, Bitch!"

I heard my stepfather yell from the door. He sounded mad, so she could only assume this wasn't just a fight over a broken plate like last time.

From the moment the door slams and I hear shuffling downstairs. I shoot up out of my bed and run towards my twin sibling's shared room. "Lyric...Lee!"

I called in a whisper, doing my best to be fast while not making any noise so my father doesn't decide mother wasn't enough for him.

Their bedroom door flies open and my legs are met by two little hyperventilating figures.

"Where's mom?" Lee gasped. I bent down on my knees to hold them closer to me.

"No matter what happens..." I breathed instead of answering his question, "Don't come out until I come and get you-"

A blood curdling scream erupted from down the steps, followed by a the sound of wood splitting.

Lyric began to whimper closing her ears and I held onto her tighter "Please make it stop, Lake," she begged, and I wanted nothing more than to promise her I would, to be able to tell her that this was just another nightmare.

But I couldn't, so instead, I pulled her closer.

"Don't worry, I will always protect you," I grabbed Lee and kissed his cheek, "Both of you. Okay you guys know the drill. Head to the bed," Before I turned my back I made sure they were safe underneath the bed small cot, unnoticed...unseen, safe, or at least as safe as they will be in this house.

I looked at their terrorized faces. They didn't deserve this. This life, this abuse. They were so young. My heart broke.

"Be careful Lake...come back...we love you," Never realizing that that would be my last moment I had with them.

"I love you both so much,"

Another scream from downstairs, and this I was bolting towards the door, locking it tight

. . . . . . . .

Seven years later...

*Music Drops*

*Crowd Cheers*

Battle Rapper-

"Fuckin' with skillz, you gon' meet ya doom

Nigga I spit fire that make dragons wanna leave the room

I put VA on the map, open the south

When I spit, bitches open up they legs or they mouth

And ya mans wanna battle, but I ain't let him

I dont know who can see me, cuz I ain't met 'em

Man these cats ain't thugs they fools

When I start smakin' niggas they gonna see who rule

Cats callin' Tawkus up like "I thought he was cool!"

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