There's so many ways to say what's on my mind
I try to fit it all in one rhyme
Some know that I'm, sick of wasting time
Gotta shine in each and every line
So everyday I stay up late
Make sure noone's still awake
Doing whatever it takes
To be great
And escape
Blatant
Hate.
I'm straight
Up and down
No more fuckin around
Think I'm saying something now
Line em up, buck em down
So this is how it gets done
So many styles we'll leave your head spun
Just know that when my books are read from
I'll be charged with word murder cuz this is redrum!
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