my first
slim pickleThis is it. And when I'm home, sometimes I break night That's ok, right? I'm not afraid I have a great life But I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds And make my way Through the state lines I know one day I will be paid fine And I'll change lives In many ways, just from great rhymes
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This is it. And when I'm home, sometimes I break night That's ok, right? I'm not afraid I have a great life But I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds And make my way Through the state lines I know one day I will be paid fine And I'll change lives In many ways, just from great rhymes
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