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Catch a Breeze 2
The wails of a goddess comes with heated heat & excitement / that causes stings / a symptoms of Gonorrhea / but with the right boot "Goals no rare" To those who long my goddess with me / i send loads of love to fall on you / I'll continue to chest your arrows for I be Drogba / no matter how skilled you're " A le ri draw gba" They say chelsea owns the blues / you're just An Everton with stripped white lines / you can't lead the blues / i own the blues with it reggae Every dawn comes with love / but Friday class with barrister tu / hatred - hissess - sudden projects - open test /I cheat / my babe cheat to After the stress / I come to love the earth with a good soul / sit on the lyrics of Dior with pop smoke I'm Ismail Junaid Oluwadamilare that's my ID / not Ìdòwú / don't call me ID I'm a poet / i do poetry / branches bend for me when I'm tired of the summer / that's the poets tree I return a song of tribute to father Shakespeare / i just murder lines i don't shake spears of poets /they've bars to I've sealed all the madness of love that dwells in me
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