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I wake up erymorning, Thinking, My Mind Starts to Wonder
prosperly wishing calling all Thugz that are burried Withunder
I promise you all, My creative Raps are Gunna hit like Thunder
and when I play ball, Ima throw bolts of Strikes like No Other
Alotta you dont get my message, it's Ok, Over Time itll Break Down
and when the beat stops, My true fans Will Be Down
Cause even prostitutes heads Stop Bobbing when I Stop Spitting
knowing erything I say, I bring out From With-In
Tired of wishing, Tired of trying to be Fly, Like Fishing
I dont really Care what chall Think of my Attitude
I juss want Chall to keep it Real, Stop Tryna Flatter the Due
This is is Art, but not In Class, Stop Tryna Splatter the View
Im done tryna Pursure the Rhymes, Knowing in Doesnt Matter to You
I want chall to Stop Listening to the Beat Before my Words
I want Chall to Stop being the reason I out away the Swords
I got alotta Talent Yes, But I dont really know if Ill be Blessed
It's Gunna take Alotta Work, But Ima Promise, Ill Do My Best
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