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He starts the day with black coffee and a cigarette He's on the ground, but that not where his head is at He writes a poem in his room, on his bed A memory foam pillow greets his weary head He types his heart out with every single letter Ingests chemicals that give him a full header Inspiration comes from a black bird that he saw Circling his house with a mouse in his claw Vultures do what they have to to survive Just like any man would to do stay alive The bird swoops down and takes what's his with no question It's heart beats faster with a geometric progression A man must do the same if he wants to get what's his Especially in the time in which we live He has to be ruthless and swift And take his own like a gift The unsuspecting mouse never really stood a chance And the man must take his opportunity at first glance
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Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 9:16 AM UTC
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He starts the day with black coffee and a cigarette He's on the ground, but that not where his head is at He writes a poem in his room, on his bed A memory foam pillow greets his weary head He types his heart out with every single letter Ingests chemicals that give him a full header Inspiration comes from a black bird that he saw Circling his house with a mouse in his claw Vultures do what they have to to survive Just like any man would to do stay alive The bird swoops down and takes what's his with no question It's heart beats faster with a geometric progression A man must do the same if he wants to get what's his Especially in the time in which we live He has to be ruthless and swift And take his own like a gift The unsuspecting mouse never really stood a chance And the man must take his opportunity at first glance
ShakurEl
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Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 9:16 AM UTC
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