incomplete prof
PHAROAH IMHOTEPLeave emotions at the door you step real tall abide by laws the ones that keep us in control the right amount the blue sky no clouds I don't speak for any one all for me if i am done the right to hold my rights to none a slave to some that carry guns and I am picking up the crumbs cuz fairy tales do very well to set the volume for the road If I'm behind I'll drop the sails I float to fish I do my deeds don't make no wish I soon exceed what's new to me been true to me but who is he been left for dead abused and fed a heap of death hope I rest if not I'm next I hop the rails because it's cheap with risks escape the yard dogs and your home free let's eat some lunch go wash ya hands if I'm not back I might be dead or pulling the slack I'm not ahead been in the median smoking with Ted fruit for the soul chicken noodle its time to fight quick hold my poodle i dont doodle but im known to paint articulate when my mind go blank stick with me for i rock your words got drop on ky Head but i still got nerve
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