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Poetry by MAN Apr 2014
Most people think I'm crazy
My flow can't be called lazy
My soul in my words
From my heart spills nouns and verbs
My mind is quite explicit
18 or over to buy a ticket
A mamas boy I am
My mother raised me wicked
I also have a father
Was selfish didn't bother
Was thirsty for guidance
I found my own water
No one really knows me
I am the one and only
Trust my dedication
Watch me while I'm showing
Life can be gamble
Test the latest sample
Take your shot while your hot
Make your effort ample
I know not why I say this
Not in this to be famous
As a poet I grow..flexing my freestyle flow..for that I am shameless
M.A.N   4-23-14

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