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i scratched my way to the surface fighting against all fears breaking norms crashing them spears fighting my tears my body and pushed through the night slicing evolving my game my words like glacier on a bad night i held it in broke it too scratch my eay back through fight may way through hell storms that could destroy you still i hit my knees held it in my heart and brought it up raising it out words beautuful placed and twisted about sometimes destorted screaming about my mind fighting it about but i still hold myself up walk it about stay in my workd where i create it about words elevating to the ket of me in all angles of mastery pressyre on shoulders hitting i carry critic to da a ridduck pitch black sometimes in a daze try not to be in a faze still i push set it a blaze perfect dont exist i still carry my words as i flip a disc the levels ive shufted year after year built inside of my mind of a tilt sonetimes its the high ir low of a wilt but i kick it in my way fighting back each step of the day angel they sinstimes say still its just me throwing it in a swat a ray a gliw i flow to the beat of a drum where the words come undone knocking back rooks hit it about wit some fun Sunnyville daze loud mouth matinee show ya how its done
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i scratched my way to the surface fighting against all fears breaking norms crashing them spears fighting my tears my body and pushed through the night slicing evolving my game my words like glacier on a bad night i held it in broke it too scratch my eay back through fight may way through hell storms that could destroy you still i hit my knees held it in my heart and brought it up raising it out words beautuful placed and twisted about sometimes destorted screaming about my mind fighting it about but i still hold myself up walk it about stay in my workd where i create it about words elevating to the ket of me in all angles of mastery pressyre on shoulders hitting i carry critic to da a ridduck pitch black sometimes in a daze try not to be in a faze still i push set it a blaze perfect dont exist i still carry my words as i flip a disc the levels ive shufted year after year built inside of my mind of a tilt sonetimes its the high ir low of a wilt but i kick it in my way fighting back each step of the day angel they sinstimes say still its just me throwing it in a swat a ray a gliw i flow to the beat of a drum where the words come undone knocking back rooks hit it about wit some fun Sunnyville daze loud mouth matinee show ya how its done
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