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Apr 2016
Beatboxing like a tyrant speaking so loud they frown and look down, down, down, down
Into the dark abyss, where they reminsnse, my head dog like vicious, **** them with the flow, a wave, tsunami kid, kid, kid
So wet, she is, was when I went to chase that waterfall, so buzzed, like a bee bzz zzz zzz. How can this be?
Best believe we scheme, dream, leap, reap, sweep during the current states and matter we form with our works makes us levitate.
When we awake.
Hey, you awake?
When we awakened.
Kin, walk and talk as we can and plan to understand man and women in the land, Truth is Held in God and constant faith brings Grace in All
MOTV
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MOTV  California
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