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THE HURDLES: 

Explain this won't be a devour,
As all this while you considered a diva.
He'd set hurdles, Eva...
Which's breeding woes and fever.
I know you understand that's not trivial,
From the university of life, I have become a keeper.
Don't wish you fail so I remain liberal.
Coast to coast, your actions such lethal;
Most truly horrible, detasteful and fatal.
Don't undermine the sound of the trimba.
You could hold your breath somewhere dissimilar,
But his dance topicalized simial.
The contiguity defines your mission's predone,
And the media's ready to publish your plan. 
Those that don't know about this drill down,
Getting their tele rescanned. 
I pray you rise and be on rebound.
Drop the ganja, be and stay sound.
Can't you see your brand's messed up, 
And what are you doing about this mishap?
He says you fem in this job.
Oh no, never expected him to screw up,
Because you're a promising singer;
Thus, you a prima.
Is it the fame,money that's made him maniac?
I need the answer now, don't tell me later,
For later can't solve what you facing, sister.

An intermediary between your closure and reality,
I don't wish you slained by force of habit.
We need to rally against this common enemy,
Based on a drafted jackrabbit.
Grab your spandroon which's filigreed.
It's obvious the management's not candid.
Assumed as an evangelist wearing a bandini,
Twerking before congregants whiles condemning it.
Made you believe he'll give you all you needed;
Such scheme's totally a felony and we fighting it.
Unprofessional attitude, he's evil;
Deceptions, discriminations and fraud, he's bandit.
After your longterm contract fulfilment in Kentucky,
He's destroying you through wack pundits.
Has he forgotten how you'd being plucky,
Always when his principles not accurate?
You stand to perform even when not certained,
Mostly when everything turns to be pathetic.
Hold your peace since you winner of platinums, prodigy.
ass is he define by a placit;
Claim the game's run by academic rules and strategies,
But seems he manipulates using black magic,
And he makes life so miserable.
When you question he'd cost you stranded,
He keeps your accolades and happiness restricted.
Shame to that ingrate. 

Do you reminisce about your old self,
A factual personality that era did birth?
Calm and placid as I can still observe,
A phenomenal enthusiast, music has you obsessed.
Those days you more fit and very well;
A white bunny cuddled by hype and  spurred.
I recall when you stunned as young pretty girl;
Winning many hearts in the whole wide world.
Your voice proves you absolute gem,
Very inspiring causing many to confirm.
In strapped collaborative circles did you contest,
And the crowns begat you when you kept placing first.
Sensational figure sublimed since I can attest,
You deserve not this invective outburst,
Because your style's unique and it's beyond compare.
But don't understand why he wants it obscured.
Could narrate his last interview which came on air,
Frankly, his discription of you was unfair;
It's a guarantee that backs all that you'd already said.
I prospect on this situation for success with soled concern,
As we expecting the truth to come out at the end.
Immediately when it's out no much time to spend,
We'll sign out and tell him farewell,
Since your intuition is on point to compel.
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