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>Massage your ears with melodious funk
>and copious touch, cool like Thelonious Monk
>I hone art, like Mozart, the night is so dark
>For good music, so I light it up when the flow spark
>It's no heart, when yall fakes lips spill
>But I'm Isaac's black son, Shakeet Is/Reeeeal
>Pumpin like that cardio tool
>Son I'm classic with the writtens and the audio too
>Aiiyo Sha is chillin, cold rhyme villian,
>What more can I saaay, I’m top billin
>I do it for the people, I'm from the hooood
>It's Baltimore! Understood?


BODYMORE is In the BUILDING!

ILL drop all the way around man.