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Verbal Assault

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By Street Cies

Pain of poverty makes me want property

Hustler in me biologically

Vision photography bars never sloppy

Dime peice on my arm hotel lobby

Cigs and coffee start my day properly obviously I am cocky useing poetry for more than a hobby historically lyrical robbery taken goods out the pantry

Leave you and your mans hungry for food feeling ancy

Purposely allowing you to see without charging a fee Iam lit at max no beat is need I feed off energy every time I breath

Assassin Creed plotting my attacks on top of trees dagger in the sleeve

It won't matter till you bleed freez thinking about your seed

Please Iam advocate at this poetic canibus with a new twist

Citizen on my nude wrist same arm as the crucifix

Love cats and cookies lushes verbal assault ruthless

Lyrical lips pimp wonder women out her toolkit

You about to be irrelevant CD disks

While yo girl like see these hipps don't trip ganing knowledge and profits at the top of my list she don't exist stop throwing fits

Iam from the cloth of the craft studying math my moms watching M.A.S.H

Couple times I crashed back with another hour glass married to the cause like B Shabazz

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