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I does this dillingently, for every friend locked down between the borders now hustling for cash, tek said stop rhyming, so i didnt use p, i cant help it cause my lifestyle reflective of fiends, educated dreams turned sour by the sundial, corrupted by exposure to colder nights and colder days, carry rocks slumped over my back, jumped over hurdles with stilts if you know what i mean, its hard not to rhyme if your me, cause i managed to dabble with the words,and tackle a verse, yet hold a message constant like C in intergration, but be this ventilation an art form expression, i does this cause i can, his my not so flamboyant confession..
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
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