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Revival 2 Point Ohh

Admittedly a little bit of me can see I have an ability
missing ambition to mission living submissively in submission,

If I believe built into me 
a skill too free 
up my sleeve capability
I'll gift to me a victory,

I certainly need to live assertively to see what's served to me
I deserted life unreservedly through hurt I didn't deserve to see,

now I sit thirsty to spawn a new morn 
the old me worn by society reborn
I've sights to see and writes to read 
words to rhyme emotional ink to bleed

I need a trip to get to my feet
bin a fool no more defeat,

my heartbeat thumps pumping desire
exercise eat rhyme and sleep inspired
a discipline medicine for a menace inclined to fire,

So goodbye to a tired mind the dire times
and being too uptight to unwind
I'm sending a reminder that I'm wise and wild
with will to mile up the clock dial and drive 
a revival that'll rock hip roll and hop
as tongues tangle lips then rive
I'm alive dropping jaws and ruling the kop,

Evidently I show ability that a bit of me could see
by my own admission I mission with ambition
push what kills me wilfully into submission
with a skill full of fuel as I roar with a pure
poetic passion sure to endure war,

I'm going gung-ho 
I'll let the gun blow
I aint done no 
until I say so
I've got sayings to sow
when I lay they go woah
ink the words in the row
as I show off and show
why to throw me the doe
I can row the boat slow
fly high dive low
don't underrate bro
and belittle or bellow
as my bow and arrow
will hit you I'm hallow
I'll take in the takings like a baker with dough
rhyme baking and making it rise up and grow
win prizes through flow
as I fly like a crow,

Could it be these single syllables
are only good for simple silly fools
and simply stupid individuals
who sin and sit all cynical
while I sing with awe so clinical
reaching toward the pinnacle
as I am unstoppable
flying untoppable
ideals I'm phenomenal
I feel this is probable
an honoured untouchable tactical poet 
incredibly abled to powerfully show it
a milk teat flow like mad cattle
merits me sick n' bad in battle,

I'm superb at survival 
I thrive like an idol
entitle to revival
that's typed as the title
my pen is my rifle
my rhyme's a trifle
stand tall like the Eiffel
broad wall like I'm tidal 
and fill every eyeful
until I go viral
and to my arrival
when all see I rule

Admittedly I've brilliantly shown my ability
an ignition, an ambition 
me on a mission beyond my revival 
alive unrivalled skill THRIVE I WILL!

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