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Dec 2019
Glad it's finally coming out around the time that I was silent, now it's time to show that violence ain't the method to proceed, "this country is to be a sound of drum and bass", case and point that rythym makes us listen while the killers keep it monotone, failing easy with these felonies, I put no value in the way he thinks, I thought he knew I'm through with what he's telling me, like don't you know I'm grown if I think I am?, I was the oldest one to prove I was, no one even listens to you, my actions do the talking and the walking as a man, what would you do?, resume the life you're used to calling "young life", and prove that you was "too young" to living the dream..your dying from the visions of your mind, hallucinating everybody's hating cause you shine till they wake up, you're slept on until you choose to open your eyes and give your mind the rest it needs cause you hardly pay attention, **** everybody that wants to plot on you or ****-ride, no selling souls or free-rides will be slick, they're b-sides.

Credit to Bono on that poignant quote of illustrious inspiration, shock the nation with the instrumentation, I ROCK ON!
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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