Fm110comphodent
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CATEGORY
life
KNOWLEDGE OF SELF,
A SUDDEN ATTACK,
A LOT OF WHITES DEAD, A LOT OF DIM BLACK
WHO WRITES THE PAGES A CALL FROM A BOOK,
GUNS AND KNIVES,
A LINE WITH A HOOK,
IF HE SAID 2 DIM,
4 U IT WAS NOT THAT SIMPLE,
THE TIMES I SPENT CALLING,
REMOVING THIEVES FROM THE TEMPLE,
THIS IS WHAT IM BELIEVING,
THE UNINTERRUPTED THOUGHTS,
A BITE FROM THE HOOK,
MYSELF UNDERTAUGHT,
EVERY LITTLE STEP,
MY COUNTENANCE OF THE PEOPLE,
ONE FROM THE HOOD,
ONE THAT’S EQUAL.
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2b2b2 says: This is Tight....well played....ONE |
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