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Morning Freestyle

When I was younger rap changed me, it was crazy, It made me act like nothin' phased me That's why I was bakin' this pastry and tryna make it It was amazing how I could listen to the same thing 8 teen times in a row, it's frustrating when you don't know Where to go, and you're getting older and this boulder on your shoulder Is getting harder to hold... The leaves turn brown and hit the ground and it gets cold You're pride is standing infront of my goals I was so tired of hearin' the same **** Maybe it just aint me... Maybe I should give up and fulfill everyone's prophecies For everyone who ever told me that I was not **** Nope... Not me! That's why I was plottin' although I thought I was free, I was boxed in... I felt like I have lost it The hunger for success over whelmed me That's why I'm tryna find a lane to inject my main frame With this rap game, i'll say what I want No damn shame Maybe I could escape through blazin' and sprayin' These raps it's crazy I want It's wack, this bullshit, This crack, I want whips without the crack Give back, The rain came and went, but the road is still slippery when wet The pain subsides and hides in the back of your mind I've had copious amounts of weed and a little bit of sleep I don't whether I'm countin' sheep or takin' speed, I might be poppin' bottles Foot on the throttle I am everything and more than you've ever thought of, I will not be caught off guard, Although life is hard and we mark our targets, Then we go for it No matter what we feel, regardless of opinions and this silly ****, We doubt our ability to do anything, When all we gave was everything, I wouldn't trade my past for the world because it made me the man I am And as I stand all alone on the beach with my toes in the sand, Counting a couple of grand While I laugh at your plans and grab all your fans, like we switch hands Like it was Summer and there was no AC It was hotter inside than it was outside There was a fight going on Between my self esteem, my ego, and my pride, askin' why? When you're under water, if you get a breath, take it If you're holdin' onto the past... Shake that ****...

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Date: 7/23/2014 9:52:00 PM
Tyronne, I am calling for wisdom and knowledge... Enjoyed your free-style... Verlena
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