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A ton of flair,  cracking bucks. Epitome of bliss, even when making diss. Don't care what comes out, just a concept. Changes my mood, better than *** Sometimes, the words; sometimes, the dance. Sometimes, to focus; sometimes, to grind. All in motion, slow or fast. **** or meek, amoral. Talented and consistent, guaranteed a fan. Language, a non-barrier. Universal, indeed. Heart poured out, just to make a deed. Without it, deader is life's breed. Hmm, truly the weapon.
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
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A ton of flair,  cracking bucks. Epitome of bliss, even when making diss. Don't care what comes out, just a concept. Changes my mood, better than *** Sometimes, the words; sometimes, the dance. Sometimes, to focus; sometimes, to grind. All in motion, slow or fast. **** or meek, amoral. Talented and consistent, guaranteed a fan. Language, a non-barrier. Universal, indeed. Heart poured out, just to make a deed. Without it, deader is life's breed. Hmm, truly the weapon.
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
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