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"no topic"
when I look around all I see is desperation I glance, kids quickly achieve perspiration your hero, watch as I topple your origins your rhymes debateable like apples and oranges pussy, you best stay at school, kiss the nuns kid, I stay waving my fist like hit and runs and I be keeping the blunt, without the five peers sense confusion, the mist clouds the mind yall fags limping, couldn't perform with pressure like ya hoe said, she always detour the pleasure another, broken promises, pray you don't recover nobody else raise evil as I play under the cover and know I'ma clap at you, like deaths gang sign throw up all five, kissin paper the dank shine listening to the restless like engaging the Big L prayer to profit as you throw change in wishing wells fucking bitch, getting played up to get down this ain't Vegas, but even the best intent drown
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