The Words
As I go line after line forming a rhyme. showing my game to every gee walking by trying to scare me!. Not to mention as there hearing my crazy but smooth lines. they go running and quit attempting to shcool me. but as my words come to be said my line's are out waiting for the the the crowds loud shout . Abling me also giveing me the embraceing to make it count. so as I may seem to be sounding full of Stupidly. 1 thing i can say is im no fake do to im willing to to stand before a crowd rhyming my wording. (makeing the nonbeleaving stop)! there bragging emediatetly. begin thinking im the real thing as most would fear this timeing for the duty to be done . personalty all i come to do is spit my lines and blow the crowds minds.as i get appluase i come to say good bye .
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