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By Street Cries
Rhyme with finesse like diamonds around neck they verbally digress
Pressure on em heat press lacking substance meatless
You playing with the flow recess till breathless no stamina reset.
I spit deepness vocal leakage blowing mics to pieces
Word to my nephews and nieces
Bars cleanness full of viciousness plus meanness
Explode out my clothes need seamstress optimistic sounds of blackness
Old school like pops on blackish one of the last lyricist
Snap yo neck when hearing it put my foot in it
This semi quarantine got me looseing it poetically potent proveing it
Pen moving it lyrical shut down event havent been around for that l repent Peace
