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We came into this game with nothing but our pens and us Quickly we moved from the back to the front of the bus
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I feel the pain; my life is in disdain Forget quatrains my words get washed in the rain
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Spitacular vernacular, call me the x-factor
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Life as we know it is forever changing
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I tried to be a good son I tried to get the job done
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Linguistic linguini, tongue twisted tortellini my poetic pasta fills cups like double d’s in a bikini
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We would be giants
If we could tame the high horses we ride
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lies and deceit
left my body torn.
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As I step out of my lonely cavern
and kiss the sky,
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I awaken from a peaceful sleep
holding you in my arms,
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I know, I know, I know, I know I’m on top of my game, haters feel my flames
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My poetic pals and I are chillin at Gypsy’s Laughin’ n’ jokin’, fun pokin’ n’ gettin’ tipsy
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the magnificent manifestation of the street blocks burn as I show my yearn for the heat
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Time after time I’ve tried to compromise
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Dark skies, Stars no longer
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My life today consists of,
skating in parking lots
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There’s no prerequisite
My etiquette is eloquent
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I sit alone in the corner Dazed and confused
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this is a freestyle
I’m getting buckwild
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We grown folk, we ain’t about glamour and glitz
We stay on our grind and keep deliverin’ hits
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A predetermined exhortation excites exploitation
Tabloids telecast tumultuous tribulation
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We grown folk, 'n we don't joke
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I’m sending wonderful wishes wrapped in sweet kisses To a beautiful woman who’s heart is full of riches
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Your pretty face,
your beautiful curves
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On the left, on the right,
we’re gonna set it off tonight
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A gentle breeze Caresses leaves
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Disgruntled, disjointed, disappointed Angelic souls crushed
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