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Cyclone Jan 2020
Can you clarify demonic dares of I? No? Why? Cause you're too terrified to try in both eyes, succeed the freed temptation now you are left escaping, but yes we both know you can't hide besides I'm waiting, to test your chest of stints of strength, the length and width, if you can beat me then you've hit me, my myths are it, now you continue praising GOD for GOD is good, and now my words are gone for good yet understood.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Through the hands of time, you see my plans unwind, and that's fine, because a secret sparks a deeper dark crime, it's the selections through these sessions that are hard to tell, but see I favor honesty, so I execute spells, pretty well, these jail cells tell the tales of one's hell, but don't unveil when they fail the bail, of an innocent male, kind to sunshine, results in them blind, they can't rewind cause the shine minds one's who have died, can't say you tried cause the trials saw you effortlessly, selfishly ignoring facts through this hacked track, it's helping to see that you were fine mentally, now every guilt comes centered on thee, that killed the shadow of he, so let false evidence delete, now it's not bound to repeat, because it tasted defeat.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Study the science of alliance then judge my clients on their reliance, watch my shadow fight different battles while reflections tattle, follow me to the hollow tree the knowledge be, hidden inside its eyes wise sorrows be, through sociology, biology mutates from true face, watch a blue face stem from two mates that were caught in flu case, escape is too late, this tainted cool aid makes a fool ache, now watch the rules take my soul through holes that pose the new quakes, I'm bout to lose faith, but angels tell me lose my pure hate, cause this world's two faced, and love will lead you to those two gates.
Cyclone Jan 2020
My emotions give me potions with motions that sparks the notion, that if I die, I'm potent while moving free still promoting, a boasting devotion to my soul, GOD is the essence towards my life, if I show presence, pressing, lessons, down my stressing, blessings light, my whole flight, live it right, day and night, live to tell, what emotions did for me cause now I'm free and living well.
Cyclone Jan 2020
The moment I do something right, something wrong happens in the process. So what am I?

I'm just lost in inferior place, disguising compromising, just depriving spiritual taste, I'm face to face with reflection of my section, affection, ain't the thing I'm now inspecting, so I'm helping my exit, in my complexion, I'm electing they control all my dreams, so call me nuisance cause intruding plays us not how it seems, a triple beam weighs the scheme of my conscience tonight, so by low levels, I am proved as wrong, when will I be right?
Cyclone Jan 2020
The one scratch came up off the image the tongue spat, we come back and focus on the words that was sung strapped, these dumb cats spoke right off the image they witness, now in an instant, it's a gimmick between death and the living, and how they swimming just depends on they love for this action, so if you rapping pistol blasting, it's a chance that it happens, amongst a living soul, death beholds, off what was sung, I guess the Proverbs, he had not heard bout the power in tongue.
Cyclone Jan 2020
In mind I scope a picture, with words you quote the scripture, you did whatever had fit you, but still the people missed you, but you were brave in mind, it's like you craved the vines, and for me, it's like I stood free cause I saved my whines, the heart in you will shine, cause through the good and bad, you had given the vision that I had never had, the marks from sharks don't drag, the heart that sparked the words, although you were rarely heard, GOD knows just what you deserve.
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