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Yo,I grew to unfold, plans to stampede the globe, were overrun, by dirty scum, who tryed put me in a choke hold, yet know when minds i mould, my scriptures, to paint pictures, incoming while im running on empty, thoughts used over, but i treasure every one since its been over, and i hold up, my head, looking for a better tommorow, lives are at stake, yet i feel the sorrow, my brain cells, excell, into a better state, of perplexed thoughts, and meaningless hate, incoming call,dialling 999 till i fall,never give in, lyrical abortion, never that real, to the point of no return, i had have stepped and i feel, my life..is incoming,
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
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