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Jan 2020
I need your help GOD, please mercy me, I'm taking lessons at hip hop university, what do these ******* know, about the real thing, I'm tired of waiting, ******* just to feel things, so then I start to sing, singing hallelujah, Meek Mill, you need some better bars, I'm bout to drag em to ya, you let the dreams pursue ya, in you there's nothing left, you steady promoting other rappers, just to gain some breath, 1/2 mile close to death, so let me learn this ****, when I come out as a graduate, I'm bout to burn this ****, you need to learn this ****, cause you are Drake's *****, Rick Ross where the hell you are now, you need to hear this flick, quit taking skinny picks, and help a brother out, OVO is taking over fast, they bout to choke you out, bleed you and soak you out, y'all need a new voice, so I am entering the game, it strictly was my choice, I want that Rolls Royce, can't let them bury me, salute ya boy that got bars at university.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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