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Oct 2017
Give me a word and watch me make a rhythm.
I got Blue prints for days but watch me build em.
I had demons but **** em I killed em.
Phantom of the page, I run my theater with rage.
That's what they get for trying to put me in a cage.
I'm here to clear the air like sage. I'll take every breathe you should've saved. Unless your slate is clean no one leaves unscathed. Believe me after I audit your soul **** a toll no debt will go unpaid.
- MARCO MC-FLY
Written by
luis marcus fernandez  tallahassee
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