Prid To Fight Back With Skill
as i look to the mirrior and realize theres no need for this constant crying and syeing. dont let thee unknowen take u down with out sounding ur voice. To gain the royal crown to bring us in this hip hop town.Makeing every partying fool watch there love's drop down and move round and round.To the kick ass sound but as we hear your gourges sound of ur voice. Starting to dround us out trying to get us to walk out. Do to the how loud and the sexy wemon coming to groove around me .forceing my eyes to bleed in craveing for for more loveing.But as i wish of that i will say to have my singing skill wich im for real. my meaning with that i can also make u a live's real big deal.If u feel what say so as i came to realty realizeing for this is a sad,glad but learning dream. so best thing when u see me never scream when u cacht me in my singing. as my trail gets rugged and i grow smurking. only cuz u grow jeluosy but also go insaine. as u head for the door think of all uve passed. Just turn face back give them ur burn show wat uve learnd !!
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