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Lark Train Jun 2016
We stay
Strong, Do no
Wrong, these fools'
Song is too
Long.

That hate
Preach, destroys
Me, my friends
See, I feel
Sting.

You say
I'm a bad
Rhyme but through
Grime, I keep
Time,

Don't slow
Down, lease my
Crown, forfeit
Sound for those
Hounds.
Rhyme at the start, maintain the meter, give it your heart, a victorious leader

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