Focused Lines

Well today I find myself stretching again

Passed tests trials and wicked heart men

Playing games on courts

Who me no door

Shuts close with no reason

Freedom comes in season

Time gains its now

Hope despair somehow

Catches up with lost time

Almost lost the mind

Sandy winds in eyes

Differently to cry

Tears of joy to die

Old life renewed

All the reason to choose

Team won without rules

This dude thought slick was slick memo

Producer with no demo

Riding tires without a limo

Stage with out bingo

Won with out a song

Hidden revealed who won

Sitting in the audience tables have crumbs

Snatcher and catchers 

ballplayers flipped done

First place without a stump

Hills with no humps

Helicopters blades with days

News casters who lie trilogy

Rain passed storms windy chilly

Seasons have reasons

Maps have overlaps

But people insecure run miles with no crap

Tell tales and stories with lies

Promises made with goodbyes

Pimping Easy prostitute pushed down made to cry

Die deaths streets with beats

Undercover paid service with creeps

Heep down with locks too

Blurred Lines tell lies too

Who wrote Gaye lines paid lines have paid too
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