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(Random thoughts)

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The crowd whispers

There’s no more fight in him

My enemies scream stick a knife in him

I study, research, then research my research

My kids be like

Dads a drone straight metallic

There is no guy in him

Chartered every direction

There is no guiding him

Synchronized with my past life

I done been back to that spot twice

Like that guy on twelve monkeys

Trying to save my granny from dying twice

I’m a paint job that has never been polished

But I spit like whale blow holes

And I still shine bright

Like old ladies with cookies I’m that nice

I was raised around

Drugs, bums, and crack pipes

But I managed to educate myself

And separated from that life 

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Coloured_Asian says:

Interesting pen stay above the influence like

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