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Jul 2016
Even though you had begun
when I was only 1 I got His Son
I do this just for fun, Crushing grooves
is how I moves fleet feet like horse hooves
it would behoove you to soothe
true your ego stop that flow
cause you know that if you blow
it'll show a snakeish temper let me simpl-ify before I die get so high when I try
to defy desire it lights a fire
for my lord forge the sword
to cut the haters rippin satyrs in two
separate the man Fromm the hoof
common brothers raisin roof
while I woof and howl
underdog on the prowl
with a cowl of divinty
rhyme flow infinity
the seed I sow for the Holy Trinity
Wholly subliminally lace beats minimally
more a cappellas speakin in simile
that's a metaphor that I wore
out from the thrift store
I gift more than billionaires
with my sterling silver hairs
PhiWrit
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PhiWrit  25/M/Victoria
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