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_Eat you foolish meatheads alive, Yeah. I'mma CARNIVORE. None of ya'll compare to me at all. You ******* eyesores. I been on magic **** igniting incantations. fire blazing, Harry vs Voldemort Got a trick or two up my sleeve guess, I learned a lot Dumbledore. My light doesn't shine without my son. Nah homie, no play on words that's not a metaphor Remove the light, from your world. Lay you down like the asteroid that took out the dinosaurs You grindin with three jobs and hustlin like a body builder to get more? Nothing is going to stop for us. Me? Gon-gonna Make it happen. What the **** you out here waiting for? Gotta keep flowing and lifting weight like my lyrics Minus the common denominators, I simplify complex matters and make it visual. Cause I see, things take turns. People get twisted. Cause it only makes sense, if it's vivid. Why you call it "life?" If you ain't even livin it? Some days, I feel down under my limits, feel limited. Double shifting is a way of life, work as hard as I live, talking 10 (am ) to 10 (p.m) The sword has much power as the pen. Yet, I dwell in my head on my ******* trips My son loves my stuff, alas I question every aspect of my penmanship. All rights reserved_ _Reproduction prohibited...._
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Nov 8, 2022
Nov 8, 2022 at 4:23 AM UTC
Fire!
_Eat you foolish meatheads alive, Yeah. I'mma CARNIVORE. None of ya'll compare to me at all. You ******* eyesores. I been on magic **** igniting incantations. fire blazing, Harry vs Voldemort Got a trick or two up my sleeve guess, I learned a lot Dumbledore. My light doesn't shine without my son. Nah homie, no play on words that's not a metaphor Remove the light, from your world. Lay you down like the asteroid that took out the dinosaurs You grindin with three jobs and hustlin like a body builder to get more? Nothing is going to stop for us. Me? Gon-gonna Make it happen. What the **** you out here waiting for? Gotta keep flowing and lifting weight like my lyrics Minus the common denominators, I simplify complex matters and make it visual. Cause I see, things take turns. People get twisted. Cause it only makes sense, if it's vivid. Why you call it "life?" If you ain't even livin it? Some days, I feel down under my limits, feel limited. Double shifting is a way of life, work as hard as I live, talking 10 (am ) to 10 (p.m) The sword has much power as the pen. Yet, I dwell in my head on my ******* trips My son loves my stuff, alas I question every aspect of my penmanship. All rights reserved_ _Reproduction prohibited...._
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Nov 8, 2022
Nov 8, 2022 at 4:23 AM UTC
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