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LUCY

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life

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I already know that it's my time to shine

  I thank God, for life and for ChaMhya and TreZhure, I stay on the grind

And how could people I value even question my mind

I'm on Astro Chic status, only a few of my kind

I broke the mold, tell them clones to fallback in line

You see my true purpose is what I was seeking to find

I found it so now that tree of knowledge I have access to anytime

Just check my authenticity, there's only a few of us around

Because a lot of y'all sleep and to the truth yall still blind

Whose crazy now? I bet you can't write down your feelings and make em rhyme

To all my rejects, it's our time To shine

Y'all playing keep the ball out of the z hand

 That's why we all need a reprimand

Just one that for something, it stands

Whose content, is only understood by that Pineal gland

Which is the only way I, comprehend

You see I was blessed; so my mind is now a little further advanced

Me speaking jewels isn't just a coincidence

I can't explain real because it's no way you can see it's presence

Stop handling situations aggressional

This war we're fighting here on Earth is Spiritual

My gift is on the surface, and very lyrical

A lot of y'all who made it middle name should be confidential

Don' t try to come at a person who was blessed with divined potetials

I'm like Jesus can't stop me till. My job is done

June 30, 2013 was the day I shouted the old me is dead and gone

I know I mention the Homie in a lot of my poems

That's because I was listening to FINALLY MADE IT; that day my soul was won

IM JUST SHOWING HUMAGE to the one it came from

And if I'm not mistaken his name is RICH HOMIE QUAN

Plus my SCORPIO, he cool and knows to whom I belong

Been off the book a little to long

And to those who think they know me I'm from the South don't mistaken the meaning of country dumb

The daggers out and holding back, I'm done

So,Mr. Society, I remember and I'm very well aware of, my tongue

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Contest Winner  

The Immortal Wize says:

Damn...Well...Hello...There!!! love the tone of this spit. Fire breathing Shedragon

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after vision says:

my poet, I have lived the life and wrote the towel that cleans it up. live my poet - live

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2b2b2 says:

Tight Cauldron....well parlayed....thanks for sharing....ONE

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