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Dec 2019
I'm a beast, in this release, I got peace, bringing new beats to the streets.. so when the people peep the pieces, peep the pieces people!, a piece of me gives you peace of mind, never going hungry, keep me on repeat, piecing me together, just complete the puzzle, people will compete, will you keep your hussle?, cause the struggle will continue when the people lose their mind being selfish, people prove they're helpless to each other, I keep it color concious cause these color commentators keep the commentary colorful and graphic.. but our people keep it black and white, why we need it grey?, guess they're tired of the truth, so the lies kept us straight on tract for contact through combat, comrades turning through the crack contact..and my contacts never believe, so I keep em out of contact, put it in the context, keep it as a contract- cause we never will contract if we counteract, can I get a hand-clap please?!!, wonder why those high-fives brought me to my knees, now I hit em with a two-piece, just to keep it g- but they keep a tab on me- tell my fans piece.. got love past streets to the og's, and the homies seeking release- in this release, I got peace.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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