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I’m in this business 4 terror
I make it rain bullets of wii!!
My resume is me

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Street poets in tight, correct jeans
Taking down the big dawgs
Bringing nightmares 2 reality

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My literary pelts; or, my athletic medals (as inconsequential as they may seem)
Went through a lot of bullshit, but it made me a stronger G
Lookin 4 a way 2 get off tha way 2-hot block…

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He may be my wingman, but he’s still my brother
An elegy of wegman proportions
Youthful un-understanding
Sub-conscious tantrums

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Who’s conspiracy begats whose misery?
Kant stop my willful, but yet silhouette, movement…
Smoke, where I let your body rock

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Just like the Hiroshima, I’m like a star-spangled banna; u, like me, let it go down like an angry Iraqi trying 2 protect his shit; then we wonder what’s wrong…