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Really Real

i feel like im caught like i cant find my spot i thought my sound was hot but then its like not its kinda like the wind blow and then every word i say just start to go and then i start my flow like how do i even know who is really real who is there to chill or who is there cause my writing skill man u know how that makes me feel knowin ur only there cause u think ima big deal i do this rhymin cause it turns my wheel everything else is about to peel even though my hearts like steel im stuck in these moments where im tryin to heal and this is me that im tryin to reveal im just a ryder keepin it real?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Book: Shattered Sighs