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May 2015
Here, I got something to tell you guys
It's not about apple pies, nor some fries
This IS the real me, not a disguise
Can't you see behind those stupid lies?
I'm in the afterlife, looking past my own demise
Call forth to the entity of rhymes, arise

Rapping doesn't need curses
Just look at all of my other verses
Sure, they do make it diverse
In a bucket full of it, my head I immerse
The imprest system I reimburse
I'm trying to rehearse, traverse the world, please don't make it worse.

I know, what I'm doing is adverse towards you but no inhibition
Just clear your vision, pay attention, and listen.
Written by
Kuah Yee Han  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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