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I Struggle To Make Name

I STRUGGLE TO MAKE NAME I struggle to make name, Soon my name will be armed with fame And if my fame refuses to be tamed Feel free to attack me with blames The street is always strict, even the street can't be Predict, I keep Working hard, just to get what I can afford. The street doesn't look Funny, some people are Cunny, I hustle to make income and I will always keep to time I don't want to be left behind, I got alot on my mind 'cos the struggle still continue and its a race without no clue Let my hustle bring blessing And provide for my living Let me make sufficient Income So that I won't get Blame -Phemy -MAY, 2017

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