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Apr 2018
No time for flashbackin
He's blastin into
The future
Aint askin no one to back em
They say they've got his back
So he watch his back
Other than that
He'd have no reason to fear
Sharp as a tack even if he
drank ten bears
& smoked sharks
Tell em ya hopes
& folks laugh
Is hope slashed?
Never! He knows his work is great.
Its just a matter of time.
Its just a matter of rhymes
Reaching the minds
Of young Greats
Who will perpetuate
The elevated notion of thinkin
& higher consciousness
Is becoming common sense
The commom man is left behind
Unless he gets his mind right
I wont insult my worst enemy
Cause i dont want that energy to come to me. Matter fact whenever i speak to any man i just pretend its me.
That's the secret
Man
Written by
LERCH  22/M
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