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still I rise still i live here still a small part of me dies everyday say what yellow wont say, when feds come felons say, what the hell, oh well , felons fell, bounce back,be very fast, be clean like glass , clear as i pass countless familar with the airwaves, my ball lands on the fairway, kick that ***** in the rough, pick my path choose decide as treacherous as this life is, as my girl be right there, trinity sounds nice well, lands with lights on a dark path,dark matter crys out, my mother prays more, my heart swells no pride boy, take that no bribes boy,dead serious furious, call me a vapor, call me a maybe, disapataion seen who I dont know, been Fed dressed in gold medals, been best on both golds , still i press on, see so well very cold, so dead on, so u wanna get feresh, match that i pour a gallon in your face *****, pass down turn down, go left and be aware, be a southern when i got a man crush by gladiators, man them post unnoticed, salm baby down the sale, announce painpronounce blaine, be hard in the heart still, be all about the scars, shine some dye the sorrow, be a friend of mine, be a stone when still i feel like coming in for kills, oh a narc, dont start, drift my wrist as i spell, 3 kinds of hell, snatch badass ,

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